Do all my female readers remember the first Thanksgiving meal you cooked in your home?
I do. Vividly. Here's the story.
CarGuy and I had been married for about 7 years. All this time I had been able to slide out from not cooking Thanksgiving dinner. Oh, I had every excuse in the world. But it really boiled down to the fact that I did not know how to roast a turkey, had never done so, and my
Okay, now backtrack a couple of years, to when we were living next-door to a young couple from
Can you see where this is going? Fastforward.
Yep. CarGuy volunteered us to have Thanksgiving at our new home that year so I made a wonderful red gravy with meatballs and sausage. This, BTW, takes about 4-5 hours to make because every hour you are adding something else to it. I made homemade ravioli just like Mama Santoro taught me. I made garlic bread. I made antipasto salad. There was a red wine. The red gravy was served over your choice of rigatoni or ravioli or both. I spent hours and hours cooking this meal and it truly was wonderful!
And the only thing people said was, "No turkey?"
Sidebar: I now know how to roast a turkey. It really isn't that hard.