Already tired of turkey, doing braised beef for the family tonight. My wife however could eat turkey, stuffing and potatoes every day for the rest of her life and never tire of it.
May many happy memories of Thanksgivings past always involve a turkey sandwich late that night, or the next day… or the next. Mine’s simple, pedestrian, delicious. Fresh white bread, slices of white meat turkey, crisp lettuce with mayo, a little salt and lots of pepper. My grandmother really knew how to milk that turkey for all it was worth… on through to the soup and (really delicious) croquets with a celery crunch to them. Love that gustatorial afterglow.
Ulp! I meant “My” instead of “May” in that last post. Excuse me, Neo.
Mom’s oven was broken, so we didn’t have turkey. We had steak. Not only was it delicious (it’s so expensive, we don’t have it very often anymore), but it was much easier on mom too.
We liked it so much, we might do it again next year.
Still eating leftovers?… Ayup. (We have some picky eaters in the family.)
Oh, yes. Turkey sandwiches with gravy and stuff last night. Still have a bunch left.
Wild salmon, and sweet potato pie (like pumpkin, but much, much …no leftovers.
…not fond of leftovers.
Wild salmon, and sweet potato pie (like pumpkin, but much, much better) …no leftovers.
…not fond of leftovers.
Hunh? How …?
I have frozen the turkey carcass. It will go, with the hambone and maybe some Polish sausage, into a black-eyed pea cassoulet on New Year’s Day. In truth, we don’t much like black-eyes. The reason we at them on NYD is to either a)keep away the bad-luck spirits, or b) remind us to feast on poor folks’ food, which makes any year lucky, by definition. So, we eat enough black-eyes for sacramental validity, and then Great Northern beans, plus cream peas, which hardly anyone outside the South knows, and people fight over the last servings. (OK, by now I have come to recognize reality, and make enough to avoid fights, and those leftovers, in turn, are wonderful in lunches.)
We make our family favorite, open-faced “Cape Codder” sandwiches. On a slice of hearty bread (buttered), place leftover turkey, spread with cranberry sauce, and put a slice of cheddar on top. Toast under broiler or in toaster oven until the cheese melts.
I actually look forward to this sandwich more than the Thanksgiving meal itself!
Yup. Mostly because we went away to an all-weekend market event in Johnson City, leaving the turkey breast untouched. We’ll do the leftovers over the next few days: turkey pot pie with cheddar-biscuit crust, and turkey ramen. Maybe some other stuff.
I hate to have leftovers that just look and taste like warmed-up leftovers.
A holdover from childhood, when Mom did a gargantuan turkey, and we ate leftovers, including two weeks of turkey soup from the carcass remaining.
And just as we finished it up — there would be the Christmas turkey at at least three weeks worth of more leftovers.
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Already tired of turkey, doing braised beef for the family tonight. My wife however could eat turkey, stuffing and potatoes every day for the rest of her life and never tire of it.
May many happy memories of Thanksgivings past always involve a turkey sandwich late that night, or the next day… or the next. Mine’s simple, pedestrian, delicious. Fresh white bread, slices of white meat turkey, crisp lettuce with mayo, a little salt and lots of pepper. My grandmother really knew how to milk that turkey for all it was worth… on through to the soup and (really delicious) croquets with a celery crunch to them. Love that gustatorial afterglow.
Ulp! I meant “My” instead of “May” in that last post. Excuse me, Neo.
Mom’s oven was broken, so we didn’t have turkey. We had steak. Not only was it delicious (it’s so expensive, we don’t have it very often anymore), but it was much easier on mom too.
We liked it so much, we might do it again next year.
Still eating leftovers?… Ayup. (We have some picky eaters in the family.)
Oh, yes. Turkey sandwiches with gravy and stuff last night. Still have a bunch left.
Wild salmon, and sweet potato pie (like pumpkin, but much, much …no leftovers.
…not fond of leftovers.
Wild salmon, and sweet potato pie (like pumpkin, but much, much better) …no leftovers.
…not fond of leftovers.
Hunh? How …?
I have frozen the turkey carcass. It will go, with the hambone and maybe some Polish sausage, into a black-eyed pea cassoulet on New Year’s Day. In truth, we don’t much like black-eyes. The reason we at them on NYD is to either a)keep away the bad-luck spirits, or b) remind us to feast on poor folks’ food, which makes any year lucky, by definition. So, we eat enough black-eyes for sacramental validity, and then Great Northern beans, plus cream peas, which hardly anyone outside the South knows, and people fight over the last servings. (OK, by now I have come to recognize reality, and make enough to avoid fights, and those leftovers, in turn, are wonderful in lunches.)
We make our family favorite, open-faced “Cape Codder” sandwiches. On a slice of hearty bread (buttered), place leftover turkey, spread with cranberry sauce, and put a slice of cheddar on top. Toast under broiler or in toaster oven until the cheese melts.
I actually look forward to this sandwich more than the Thanksgiving meal itself!
Yup. Mostly because we went away to an all-weekend market event in Johnson City, leaving the turkey breast untouched. We’ll do the leftovers over the next few days: turkey pot pie with cheddar-biscuit crust, and turkey ramen. Maybe some other stuff.
I hate to have leftovers that just look and taste like warmed-up leftovers.
A holdover from childhood, when Mom did a gargantuan turkey, and we ate leftovers, including two weeks of turkey soup from the carcass remaining.
And just as we finished it up — there would be the Christmas turkey at at least three weeks worth of more leftovers.