Sunday, November 28, 2010

Belated Happy Thanksgiving!

Sorry I'm late, but I hope everyone had an enjoyable Turkey Day.

Ours was in fact a "Turkey" Day, Jake having consented to depart briefly from his vegetarian ways.  He was mostly concerned about all the hormones, antibiotics and what not that are normally injected in birds, so Denise purchased a turkey from Henry's that was ostensibly devoid of artificial additives.  I  brined it for a couple days, then BBQ/smoked it with mesquite wood chips. The picture is not lovely, but trust me, it was delicious and I was happy.  And no, it's not burned, that's smoky goodness.

Leo and Tripawd
In addition to Jake we had my s'ters Kathy and Jackie, brother-in-law Mike, their tripawd Abby and of course Leo.  Crudités, salad and wine from Jackie and Mike, biscuity dinner rolls and pumpkin pie from Kathy and we provided garlic mashed potatoes, gravy, chipotle smashed sweet potatoes, spinach-chorizo stuffed poblanos, cranberries and cranberry relish.  Pictures of the event, mostly doggie mayhem, are available here, if you are interested.  

Denise had purchased a 16-18 pound turkey for the six of us, so there were leftovers galore.  Unfortunately, by Friday Jacob had recovered his vegetarianess and was not interested in turkey sandwiches or open-faced turkey cheese melts or turkey-chipotle quesadillas or turkey enchiladas.  So, for dinner on Friday Jacob fashioned a vegetarian chili with Trader Joe's Organic Tomato and Roasted Red Pepper Soup as the base.   Worked out pretty well, although I can't say precisely what we threw in it.  Olive oil, onions, garlic, green bell peppers, jalapeños, chili powder, cumin, ancho chili powder, chipotle chili powder, oregano, salt, pepper, canned kidney and black beans and about a half a box of the Trader Joe's soup stuff.  For a little more texture we added some bulghur, re-hydrated in a little hot water.  Served with some Late July Organic Classic Saltine Crackers (and miscellaneous leftover sides from Thursday) it was delicious.

This morning Jacob departed for Humboldt  by way of Davis and his brother's house therein.  Sorry to see the boy go, but at least I can start on the turkey leftovers.

This evening we tried something new, stemming from a mistake on my part.  While rummaging through the freezer the other day I mistakenly left a box of puff pastry out on the counter.  Fortunately, our garage is colder than a witch's tit. (Shall I take a short aside to explain the derivation of that expression?  Goes back to the Salem Witch Trials.  But more on that later.)  Anyway, the pastry was still OK due to the frigid nature of the garage, but I figured I should use it sooner rather than later.

Normally post-Thanksgiving we would have open-faced turkey melt sandwiches.  Instead I went with some puff pastry pockets.  Denise made some somewhat traditional dressing, so I made a pocket with turkey, gravy and dressing.  Another with turkey and shredded cheddar, and a third with turkey, chipotle smashed sweet potatoes and cranberries.  I will have to do this again.  They turned out very good.  Denise seemed to like the turkey/dressing/gravy ones best, but I preferred the turkey/cheddar.

For the sake of keeping everyone up do date, I should post a little about the previous couple weekends.  When last we spoke, we were en route to Davis, CA and the Waterski Banquet held therein.  We had a very nice weekend with Nicholas and spent a fun time with him, Tee and the rest of the team.  

We arrived relatively early that Friday evening and so went to Nick's house to hang out for a while.  It is looking quite nice, festively decorated with assorted dead animals, most there intentionally.

N & T at the Beets
Saturday morning we went to the Davis Farmer's Market with Nick and Tee.  This is one, of many, places where Davis kicks Temecula's butt.  Their farmer's market is great.

We spent a small fortune stocking Nick and Tee up with groceries, mostly for vicarious thrill.  I wanted to buy everything, but had no way to get it home, so I figured the kids might as well have the stuff.  Our purchases included about a half pound of Chantarelles, which Nick and Tee turned into a mushroom risotto on Sunday night.

One of the big hits were these popsicles from a shop whose name escapes me.  Nick has a Yellow Watermelon/Pineapple, Tee's is Plum/Basil/Green Tea and mine is Thai Tea & Sweet Potato.  I have seriously got to try to knock off that Sweet Potatosicle.  It was only fabulous.

We finished Saturday at the lake with the waterski team and that evening at Sudwerks for the team banquet.  A good time was had by all.  By the end of the evening most of the parents had the good sense to make tracks, but not Denise and I.  We headed back to Nick's for the post-banquet party.  Actually, we just had to drive some of the kids home, but we invited ourselves in and stayed a bit, watching Nick and one of his friends jamming on the guitar and trumpet, before heading back to the hotel.

Sunday morning had a late breakfast with a contingent from the ski team at The DOV.  I had an omelette; blue cheese, artichoke hearts and tomatoes.  Delicious.

Later in the day we drove out to Auburn for dinner with our friends Kendall and Eric, who recently lost their younger son Justin, a high school junior, in a tragic accident.  Over the years we have not seen much of each other and it was certainly sad to be brought back together under these circumstances, but it was good to be there with them.

Monday we got up relatively early and hit the road for home, making fairly good time and back to our Leo by the evening.

The following weekend was mostly about trying to catch up on projects, completing much of the remaining plumbing project that's had me occupied for months.  We actually have plumbing in the laundry and half-bath again now.

That Friday we relaxed with a movie.  Denise may have permanently lost her Netflix privileges on the basis of last night's selection; The Killer Inside Me.   Freaking horrible.  Starring Casey Affleck.  Need I say more?  Yes, probably, but I'll let it drop.

I consoled myself on Saturday with a Bombay Sapphire dirty martini while watching the Trojans vs. the Beavers, an unfortunate pairing of mascots, if you happen to be around someone with a juvenile mindset.  Poor Denise.

Jacob arrived home on Saturday and there was much rejoicing.  Had a follow up with the dentists at Loma Linda on Monday and now has a schedule to receive his post implant over the Christmas break and the new tooth to follow later.

Well, that is about all the news that is fit to print.  Many projects to do and many turkey enchiladas to be prepared for dinner.


Blogger Denise said...

Just a correction: We did NOT invite ourselves in to the post banquet party, but several students pleaded for us to come in. I was hesitant but was glad I did so I could beg Nick and his friend to jam on the guitar and trumpet. It was quite cool.

November 28, 2010 at 10:40 AM  
Blogger Fishtank said...

Sounds like an awesome Thanksgiving spread. It looks like leo and abby had a good time as well.

The pops at farmers market were from fatface btw.

See you in a few weeks.

November 28, 2010 at 1:02 PM  
Blogger Garage Sailing said...

Two things: I do want the derivation of "cold as..." and though I heard that the "Killer" movie was, indeed, gruesome, Casey Affleck is a fine actor! Witness "Gone, Baby, Gone".

November 28, 2010 at 2:54 PM  
Blogger Hanten said...

Casey Affleck may be a fine actor, but he should not appear in films with his shirt off; the man looks like he's wearing nipple merkins.

Now, to the witch's tit. A witch's tit is a spot on a witch's body where Satan or one of his familiars would suck the soul out of the witch. The theory went that since the soul was sucked out, the spot would be cold. So, if a person was suspected of being a witch, one of the tests would be to check all over the body for some freckle or mole or blemish or whatever that was cold to the touch.

Of course, the other part of the theory was that the tit could be invisible. Also, witch's tits would not bleed if stuck with a pin. So, if you couldn't find any cold spots on the accused's body you would just start sticking them all over with pins until you found a spot that didn't bleed.

Eventually, those on trial would start to go into shock, their capillaries would shut down and pretty much anyplace they were stuck would not bleed. At this point the assembled masses would shout "A WITCH! Burn Her!" And her tit would no longer be cold.

Of course, it's much simple to place the accused on a balance scale opposite a duck. If she weighs the same as a duck, then she is made of wood and therefore, A WITCH!

November 28, 2010 at 7:16 PM  
Blogger BJackie said...

Very int'ing about the witch's tit. And those turkey puff-pockets sound delicious.

Cute pics of the dogs. Love some of the action shots of Abby. Might have to copy some of those.

November 29, 2010 at 9:12 PM  
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November 30, 2010 at 8:24 PM  
Blogger Tee said...

Thank you for all of those farmers market goodies...that was such a fun weekend. Nick also made (vegan) spinach-chorizo stuffed poblanos for the ski team's Thanksgiving dinner, they were delicious! I'm glad to see that Abby is doing well! Looking forward to seeing you guys over winter break :)

November 30, 2010 at 8:26 PM  
Blogger khanten said...

Gone Baby Gone was a pretty good movie. But sadly, Casey didn't get his brother's looks or physique.

Wish I had a turkey puff pocket right about now. See you!

December 1, 2010 at 3:46 PM  

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