I could metformin 1000 mg buy swear that there was family at my Thanksgiving, but you wouldn’t know it from the pictures I took. My goodness. It’s almost embarrassing. Yes, there’s a cute kid at the table, but did you SEE THAT DRESSING?!? Is that SWISS CHARD in it?
I know. It’s a little peculiar. The way I see it is that the family will always be around…but the food might be gone within moments.
My aunt and uncle make meals into the main event. Kathryn and Michael research recipes, consider dietary restrictions, and expand our horizons every single time. I have them to thank for my new appreciation of Brussels sprouts. They’re the ones who made the most mouth-watering Cornish Game Hen I’ve ever encountered. The two of them–with my cousins and their spouses–are part of my foodie family and I am thrilled that the trait seems to be dominant in our gene pool.
Other families may make a big deal of the turkey on Thanksgiving Day. Yes, yes…there is good reason that every food site wants to talk about how to handle the turkey leftovers. I have to ‘fess up that I simply don’t care about the turkey. To me, Thanksgiving Day is all about the side dishes. So, at the risk of offending the turkey and ham that were also present and crowd-pleasing, I give you the side dishes:
Wild rice metformin hcl 1 000 mg with pine nuts and fruit. Hearty and hardy.
Corn pudding made with bourbon. We had to laugh that my uncle found the recipe in the AARP magazine. There used to be a time when AARP was a far-off concept. Now, it’s a reality. Ah, retirement.
Savory dressing made with Swiss Chard. The flavor was deep, the bread chunks were crispy. Easily, my favorite.
Root Vegetable Mash. A spin on the usual mashed potatoes, this dish also included celery root and rutabaga for a nice, lustrous texture.
A dairy-free delight in potatoes, onions, and zingy capers.
Sweet carrots and bitter parsnips. Understated and elegant.
Brussels sprouts with walnuts and the cranberries. Oh, the cranberries were infused with rosemary, sage and thyme…a perfect foil for the turkey.
In addition to pumpkin pie, there was also this pecan-apple variety that danced the fine line between the heaviness of a pecan pie and the tarty-lightness of an apple pie. I thought it made for a terrific balance between the two, a perfect end to a perfect meal.
And, lastly, my Swedish Kringla. I swear, it’s going to be my dowry. Thanks, Grandma B.
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I SO enjoy reading your blog posts Andy!! The words you chose, the way you write it, so enjoyable!! Your T-giving meal was one for the magazines!! No green bean casserole at your table!! Great pictures, great descriptions–now I’m hungry!