Hunter, with regard to Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners, I’m in the position of the musician who has played “Sunrise, Sunset” one (or thirty) too many times at a wedding. How about the Italian version? Chestnut risotto, tortellini with spicy brandy-pumpkin sauce, trilled Caeser salad (to go along with the turkey, risotto inside). Or how about stuffing the turkey with new potatoes, skin and all, with butter, thyme, and bay leaf, seasoned with coarse salt? Gravy is simply low-rent bechamel sauce. Don’t really like it. Of course there’s the matter of our relative avoirdupois. Last I weighed, I came in at 130.
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