My first supper club has come and gone, hopefully leaving all the guests feeling like they couldn’t eat another bite, but leaving me hungry for another and another and another wonderful event where I can cook great food for people and watch them mingling and enjoying the company of their fellow diners. The next opportunity is already booked into the calendar and the preparation is well underway.
Thanksgiving just isn’t complete without a pie for dessert. This year I took it upon myself to make it and apple was the name of the game.
The last few years I’ve had a nightmare time with turkey. Every Thanksgiving something goes wrong; the turkey cooks too fast, too slow, the legs are bloody but the breast is dry. Ugh. This year I decided to try something a bit different: dry brining.
It’s merely days away now. That day that Brits look upon with such confusion − and secret envy. ‘So, it’s just like Christmas, right?’ Not really. ‘Do you give presents?’ No. ‘What’s the point of it?’ Ugh…
I don’t know about you, but it seems like this time of year I am constantly hosting parties. And a party needs party food, it’s that simple.