Thanksgiving Food Derby - 2010

To the person who invented stretchy pants, I give thanks to YOU.


Brandied Cranberry Preserves
from Linda Ziedrich's Joy of Jams & Jellies . 
I will NEVER make cranberry sauce any other way. Ever


Mennonite Cheese Bread for the stuffing.

Blanched pearl onions ready for peeling. 

Onion and garlic puree. I cooked onions and garlic for ages, slowly, before pureeing it and mixing it with grated cheese to make the sauce for the pearl onions.  


 Instead of pumpkin pie, I made pumpkin flan. It was pretty and pretty delicious. 

Apple Pie. 
I love apple pie. 

Stuffing. 
I could literally eat stuffing EVERY day.
This is turkey sausage, apple, cranberry, and sage.


Infrared turkey cooker.
No oil, no nothing but heat.

As you can see it came out looking good.
It was also the juiciest turkey I ever cooked.


The Thanksgiving Table with my crafty centerpiece.
This is my folks house. I am MUCH messier.

Shredded raw squash with vinaigrette & dried cranberries.
I wanted to like it, but frankly it was a little odd. 


The Big Sit Down.
If you look carefully you can see the other dishes I made.
Namely the shredded Brussels sprouts with mustard which was amazing.


Flan. 
The only person who HAS to like this is me. 

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Unknown said…
How did you make the shredded sprouts? My dad likes them. I'm not so much of a fan, though.
December 9, 2010 at 10:57 AM
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