It’s crunch time! I entered this holiday season determined to be prepared, stay organized, and have everything I wanted to do done as early as possible.
Good intentions. Here I am scrambling along with most everyone else. I have to admit I find myself putting this post together at an incredibly frenzied pace all while adding item after item to my mental “must do today” checklist. Aaaah!
If you’re lucky enough to find yourself with an extra 10 minutes, though, here are some ideas for you.
Ahhhhhh. It’s the morning after. The kitchen is clean, the stampede of family and friends have departed, and leftovers from the big feast are all boxed up and in the fridge.
I know it’s a little early to start brainstorming ideas for how to make use of all those leftovers, so I’ll make this one easy for you: dig out that container of cranberry sauce and make these leftover cranberry sauce pancakes for your day-after breakfast.
Having a vegetarian over for Thanksgiving this year? Step away from the tofurky* and – most importantly – try not to fret too much. It’s more than likely that the vegetarian in your life would hate to see you go to a ton of extra trouble for him/her. Here are a few tips to keep everyone – meat-eaters, vegetarians, and the busy host alike – all happy on Turkey Day.
I know I’m stating the obvious when I say your Turkey Day feast doesn’t just have to be about turkey. Sure, cook up some bird for the inevitable meat-eaters at the table, but there’s no need to include meat in every dish. Not with all of these amazingly delicious vegetarian Thanksgiving recipes to choose from.
I’ve come to a startling realization this past year or so.
I prefer my mashed potatoes lumpy.
For years and years, I whipped potatoes into a frenzy in a frenetic attempt to achieve the perfect silky-smooth consistency. Then I heard somewhere that you shouldn’t beat your potatoes with a mixer to within an inch of their lives, because it breaks down the starches in the potatoes and makes them gummy. I bought it. And so the next batch was all by hand with a potato masher. Were they super, duper smooth? No. Were they oh-so delicious and, with their little lumps here and there, unmistakably and perfectly homemade? Oh, yes.