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Butternut Squash and Sweet Potato-Roasted Turkey.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! I’m busy making pies (pecan pie from Craig Claiborne’s recipe!) so no new blog post today. But here’s an oldie but a goodie, first run way back in November 2008. I figure it might be new to most of you, and anyway, this food story contains the biggest, bestest Thanksgiving discovery made by Hubby and me to date. How we turned our turkey into a mouthwatering bird with a Peking-duck-like skin totally by mistake using sweet potatoes and butternut squash. Enjoy!

So, our Horse and Buggy free-range turkey turned out even better than we hoped. I wrote about our excitement at finally getting one of these things already, but now that the bird has been cooked and mostly eaten, I’m still reeling. Because without even really trying, hubby and I created something magical.

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Scarier Than Spider Hair Monday.

A weekly feature where I present something culinary that *might* just have you saying, “WTF?” Yep, it’s even scarier than spider hair.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone! This year we’re gonna party like it’s 1950! Remember, polishing the silver candlesticks is part of the fun….just don’t whack Mom in the head with it because you have to spend your time off from school polishing silver LOL…..Cheers!

Kale.

Years ago my aunt and uncle hosted Thanksgiving. This was a huge affair, not just family, but friends and friends of friends. The house was crowded with strangers, not something I was used to. Our family gatherings were intimate, with maybe one or two drop-bys. Not a knockdown dragout. It was loud, in a cocktail party kind of way. And I’m horrible at small talk. I filled my plate and wandered awkwardly through the room trying to find a place to sit. Later over coffee and dessert, a guy with an uncomfortably thinning pony tail read my palm and told me I’d always “wear the pants” in my relationships. I smiled politely while whispering “douchebag” under my breath. Not my favorite Thanksgiving. But I’ll always remember it because of an Italian couple. They’re the ones who helped spark my unbridled passion for greens.

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