We had a very small Thanksgiving celebration at 227 on Thursday – only four people. But there were three pies (as well as a raft of other deliciousness), so I’d say we had a completely complete party!
One funny thing – I bought the wrong kind of chargers for my whippet machine (whipped cream charger). I bought the chargers for seltzer, rather than whipped cream. They worked, but the whipped cream was actually carbonated. My guests (Dave’s mom and daughter) were very kind about it.
“No, it’s okay!” they said, “it’s really fine.” Even though it had a really weird mouth feel, like pineapple that’s been in the frig a couple weeks too long and you eat a bite by mistake. Native midwesterners would – out of sheer inbred politeness – eat drywall if you served it to them, and tell you it’s delicious. And ask for the recipe.
But I threw it out and we had hand-whipped cream for dessert leftovers for the rest of the weekend. Back to Williams-Sonoma with me! I’ll trade the seltzer chargers for whipped cream ones.
I had a fun holiday, but not overly fun. I spent about 20 hours cooking and cleaning. Not so awesome. Maybe we’ll have Stouffer’s Lasagna for Christmas dinner.
