Thanksgiving
Since Thanksgiving isn't a holiday here, we celebrated on the weekend, with Maty-jane and family and some other friends, new and old. Mary Jane and I tried a new (to us) method of preparing the turkey -- spatchcocking! Despite the antique name, it is all the rage, apparently. First important thing to know about turkeys in France: they have heads!
After some poultry knife (Deba) work, and some cracking of bones, we slipped the turkey into our oven, and I'll be damned if the thing wasn't ready in under an hour. Definitely the way to go.
It was a pretty nice spread: stuffing, turkey (delicious and moist), roasted garlic mashed potatoes, orange-cranberry sauce (we found the cranberries at Picard, and they were waaay better than berries -- small, tart and flavorful) and then pecan pie, apple crumble and pumpkin pie. Nice.
After some poultry knife (Deba) work, and some cracking of bones, we slipped the turkey into our oven, and I'll be damned if the thing wasn't ready in under an hour. Definitely the way to go.
It was a pretty nice spread: stuffing, turkey (delicious and moist), roasted garlic mashed potatoes, orange-cranberry sauce (we found the cranberries at Picard, and they were waaay better than berries -- small, tart and flavorful) and then pecan pie, apple crumble and pumpkin pie. Nice.
