I do live part time in the US, so I've got a pretty good line on a lot of stuff, but I've never spent Thanksgiving, for which I am increasingly thankful. Digging out the base menu wasn't too hard; it's working out how it all goes together that's complicated, so for that I chased my friend Elayna, who was kind enough to give an incredibly detailed explanation of when you cook what and what's expected of guests, all the nitty details. And that's when I learned about ambrosia, which I still suspect may be a joke at my expense, much like all those people who pretend to like kale chips.
Heh. My google searches for fancy Thanksgiving variants suggest you are not the only one who'd want to change it up. Though I have to say, I wouldn't eat any of Holly's additions, either. But I do like the idea of them bonding over learning to cook together. I picture Toby, fresh out of prison, wanting to know how to look after himself, getting frustrated that cooking simple meals isn't nearly as simple as he assumed it would be, but when Holly comes into the kitchen he has to curb his temper. And together they figure it out, and it becomes a symbol of their united push for independence. Yay!
Ha. No flaming desserts. They've got to save something for the future.
Your comments were really helpful; I had reasons for what I did, but this was a good reinder that I needed to work those justifications in a little better, so I did some adjusting on the next couple of chapters.
Re: Couscous salad
Date: 2015-03-20 10:09 am (UTC)I do live part time in the US, so I've got a pretty good line on a lot of stuff, but I've never spent Thanksgiving, for which I am increasingly thankful. Digging out the base menu wasn't too hard; it's working out how it all goes together that's complicated, so for that I chased my friend Elayna, who was kind enough to give an incredibly detailed explanation of when you cook what and what's expected of guests, all the nitty details. And that's when I learned about ambrosia, which I still suspect may be a joke at my expense, much like all those people who pretend to like kale chips.
Heh. My google searches for fancy Thanksgiving variants suggest you are not the only one who'd want to change it up. Though I have to say, I wouldn't eat any of Holly's additions, either. But I do like the idea of them bonding over learning to cook together. I picture Toby, fresh out of prison, wanting to know how to look after himself, getting frustrated that cooking simple meals isn't nearly as simple as he assumed it would be, but when Holly comes into the kitchen he has to curb his temper. And together they figure it out, and it becomes a symbol of their united push for independence. Yay!
Ha. No flaming desserts. They've got to save something for the future.
Your comments were really helpful; I had reasons for what I did, but this was a good reinder that I needed to work those justifications in a little better, so I did some adjusting on the next couple of chapters.
Thanks, wycombe!
S.