sparrowgrass

Another butternut squash fan. I cut them in two, bake til soft, and use the recipe off the back of the Libby's pumpkin can. Pretty pumpkins make piss poor pies. Stringy and watery, not worth the trouble.

Another vote for McDonald's sausage McMuffin with egg. (And, don't tell anybody, I just ate a pint of Ben and Jerry's for dinner. A once in a blue moon indulgence.)

My family asks for slowcooked pork butt (stolen from the Maggie's Butt thread, from a year or so ago.) I use a dry rub--brown sugar, green chile powder, cumin, garlic, salt. If you came in the spring, I would run out to the garden for some sparrowgrass (asparagus) and some eggs from the henhouse, and make a quiche. Could be some new potatoes ready to dig, and peas, too. Summertime--to the garden again, for fresh 'maters and cukes. Maybe a salad dinner, with deviled eggs. Or maybe southern style green beans, cooked for an hour, with onions and garlic and some kinda smoked pig. My dad always loved my chicken noodle soup--his mother taught me how to make egg noodles. If you needed some comfort, that's what I would make. My dad always sprinkled some nutmeg on his soup--I love it that way. (Cold and freezing here today--I think I just put chicken soup on the menu.) No gourmet stuff here, just plain cooking.

What a little sweetcheeks---more details, please.

LV:"If you hold that hambone that way, you WILL cut your thumb." Me: "Oh, yeah--just watch me." LV: "Do it your way." Me: " @&%***!! Mom, do you have any bandaids?"

Replies all noted--I have a 4 pound butt in the oven as we speak, and there is only one of me.

And I thought it was only me. I grew them, in one place I lived, and they are a lovely crop--take care of themselves, pretty flowers, replant themselves, taste good, you can harvest in winter--but I can't eat them. The discomfort is mighty.

I love my wild oyster mushrooms. I used to have an "oyster tree" right at the bottom of the driveway that would "bloom" after every warm rain, but it finally fell over in the last big storm. I love the very slight anise scent and flavor they have.

It would have to be a loud ringer, if he's to hear it on the mountain he is climbing. Other than that, I have no advice--I have never cooked a capon. Would you treat it like a small turkey?

Homebrew goes in a glass--other beer, right out of the bottle. I love beer.

The apple juice that caused problems was commercially prepared from windfall apples---apples picked up off the ground. They were contaminated with e. coli from cattle or deer droppings. If you were to juice apples that were washed, and if the juice is refrigerated and consumed quickly, I don't think you would have any problems. Probably better to stick with the lasagna, at least for the time being, however. Most parents are very picky about what babies consume, for good reason. Even good stuff can cause digestive problems if it is introduced too early, or in too large quantities.

Oh, Colgate, don't come to my house for breakfast. I have been known to eat all the "marshmallows" (Why do they call them marshmallows? Marshmallows are NOT crispy.) out of the whole box of Lucky Charms. Feed the nasty oaty bits to the chickens, I say.

If I was annoyed with you , and wanted you to know the full depth of my feelings, I would say, "I've got a goose to pick with you, and you better bring a bag to put the feathers in!"

I don't suppose you would share your secret formula, would you? I have a friend with a new baby and her hands are sore from washing so much. Home made lotion/creme would be a cool Christmas present.

Does anybody else think the multicolored Goldfish look like cat food? I can't eat them.

Buy your microplanes at the hardware store--I got mine for about $7, on sale. Shoulda bought 2.

Can I come over for leftovers? Twas the night of Thanksgiving, But I just couldn't sleep, I tried counting backwards, I tried counting sheep. The leftovers beckoned-- The dark meat and light, But I fought the temptaion With all of my might. Tossing and turning with anticipation, The thought of a snack became infatuation. So, I raced to the kitchen, flung open the door And gazed at the fridge, Full of goodies galore. I gobbled up turkey and buttered potatoes, Pickles and carrots, beans and tomatoes. I felt myself swelling so plump and so round, Till, all of a sudden, I rose off the ground. I crashed thru the ceiling, floating into the sky, With a mouthful of pudding and a handful of pie. But, I managed to yell, as I soared past the trees HAPPY EATING TO ALL--Pass the cranberries, please. May your stuffing be tasty, may your turkey be plump. May your taters and gravy have nary a lump. May your yams be delcious, may your pies take the prize, And may your Thanksgiving dinner stay off of your thighs! Have a good holiday.

Find your zucchini bread recipe, and sub the apples for the zucchini. Add some cinnamon. Nice moist bread, even if it doesn't taste much like apples.

I can't decide if it's appropriate to give him a taste of his own medicine..."I don't care how horrible you think it is, your mother cooked this and you are going to sit there and eat it until that plate is clean, and I'm going to sit here and watch you eat it, and if you're still eating at bedtime there will be trouble!" ←

We tend to rotate the designated Thanksgiving site, and the main cook. I am designated cook this year--I will be making the turkey and the ham, the stuffing and the praline sweet potatoes. There will be canned green beans and frozen corn from my garden. And maybe even a few very late season tomatoes, if they last that long. Sis is bringing a green salad, sis-in-law some kind of way too much frosting cake. Mom is making pumpkin pie. Somebody will probably peel and mash some taters. My brother will be driving down from Chicago, and his wife will probably decide to make something with ingredients that cannot be found in Ironton. Last time it was borscht, and we had to drive 35 miles for fresh beets. The meal will be laid out on the kitchen table and on the counters, and folks will sit where they can find a spot--at the table in the sunroom, in front of the tv, on the floor by the cedar chest/coffee table in the living room. Sometimes it is even warm enough to sit outside, but where-ever you sit, guard your plate--my dogs are opportunists. After dinner, we will get out the Uno game, and the dominoes, and the booze. Then we will laugh and remember and lie and have a wonderful time.

designchick88, I have one of those Oxo cups--seemed like a good thing when I bought it, but I still pick it up and look at it from the side, instead of reading from the top.

Spend a buck and a half and buy yourself an airlock like this: from a brewing store. Be sure to get one with a cork at the bottom that fits your bottle. Stick it in the top of that foaming jug, and let that baby work till the fermentation stops--might take a month or more. Then, when absolutely no bubbles are being formed, put the cap on the bottle, put it in the cellar (or back of the closet) for 6 months. Then try it. It might still be bad, but it certainly will be improved.

Nutritional yeast is found at the natural/health foods store, sometimes in the refrigerator section, sometimes in bulk bins. It is yellow flakes or powder--I like the flakey stuff better. No gas problems from yeast for me.

I put olive oil in my sprayer, and then sprinkle the popcornwith nutritional yeast.

To add a little zest to your life, run down to the hardware store and pick up a Microplane. Great for zesting citrus and grating hard cheese--turns a chunk of hard parmesan into "snow" in seconds. You can buy them at a kitchen store, but my hardware store often has them on sale for $7.