Thanksgiving stuff
Nov. 26th, 2005 10:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
saint_monkeyThanksgiving was very nice, this new job gave me Thursday and Friday off, so I'm finishing day three of a four-day weekend. We made a nice simple no-meat Thanksgiving meal with green beans with preserved lemons, garlic, and chilis. Mashed potatoes with gravy, cornbread dressing, and cranberry sauce, and that is all we had. No tofurkey, no quorn roast, no turflecken or glu-turkey or any other sad attempt to half-approximate meat using manipulated soy, wheat, or mycorrhyzae. All those things strike me as tofu pretending to be meat. Folks making stuff like that make vegetarians look like wafflers who want it both ways. No matter how you slice it, a soybean will never be a turkey, and hippies should stop trying and accept it.
Although I do now sort of regret that we didn't make some kind of lentil loaf or field roast, because we needed something like that to sort of solidify the leftovers. I tried frying the stuffing into a sort of patty, to make a sandwich from, but as Mystery put it, "That's like making a filling out of bread to put in-between bread!" It did not work, by the way. Fried stuffing does not a sandwich make.
Mystery also made a lemon pie from good old whack-job Rev. Hurd's vegan cookbook, Ten Talents. It is an eccentric pie, made from ground cashews, lemon juice, algae flakes, and honey. It doesn't try to be a lemon-meringue pie, but is a really unique and tasty pie all on its own.
The day after thanksgiving, we broke the buy-nothing rule in favor of buying a little four-foot tree. There were no crowds at all, making me think that the recovery hasn't been as robust as everyone claims, but it was nice to be able to get what we needed and come home with little to no fuss. When we got home, we put lights and stuff on the tree, and we have some stockings that we hung on our fireplace, now that we have a fireplace. I'm not normally one for all the trappings, but for some reason this year, our little apartment feels more homelike, less like a place where we come after work to wait to go to work, and a little tree seemed okay.
Although I do now sort of regret that we didn't make some kind of lentil loaf or field roast, because we needed something like that to sort of solidify the leftovers. I tried frying the stuffing into a sort of patty, to make a sandwich from, but as Mystery put it, "That's like making a filling out of bread to put in-between bread!" It did not work, by the way. Fried stuffing does not a sandwich make.
Mystery also made a lemon pie from good old whack-job Rev. Hurd's vegan cookbook, Ten Talents. It is an eccentric pie, made from ground cashews, lemon juice, algae flakes, and honey. It doesn't try to be a lemon-meringue pie, but is a really unique and tasty pie all on its own.
The day after thanksgiving, we broke the buy-nothing rule in favor of buying a little four-foot tree. There were no crowds at all, making me think that the recovery hasn't been as robust as everyone claims, but it was nice to be able to get what we needed and come home with little to no fuss. When we got home, we put lights and stuff on the tree, and we have some stockings that we hung on our fireplace, now that we have a fireplace. I'm not normally one for all the trappings, but for some reason this year, our little apartment feels more homelike, less like a place where we come after work to wait to go to work, and a little tree seemed okay.
