Slow-Cooker Turkey & Mushroom Soup With Ginger & Kombu

Today is the day after the holiday one might refer to as “Eatsgiving”.

And, if you’re like me and have a mountain of leftovers in your fridge. you most likely have been playing the part of “The Glutton” in a motion picture sequel known as “Thanksgiving Take Two: Who’s The Turkey Now?”  This is a movie that takes place in your own living room on the couch with a plate that’s filled up with bird and gravy and stuffing and veggies and ALL THE THINGS. No cameras are present. Just a pair of sweatpants and some shameless crumbs on your shirt from that second piece of leftover pie. Who are we kidding? It’s your third piece. You mindlessly ate an entire piece of pie as a snack while making up a batch of broth with your turkey bones. You’re nothing if not resourceful. Also, every time I’m saying “you” or “you’re” know that I’m definitely talking about me. Yes. I’ve thrice pie-ed. Also, the plot of this movie is a little thin—unlike the gravy in my mouth corners. […]

Gobble Prep | A Recipe Perv Fest

 
Thanksgiving is a mere two days away.  It’s crunch time.  I am not hosting Thanksgiving this year and have only been tasked with the job of bringing the cranberry sauce.  This is both delightful and a little bit disappointing.  On one hand, I have been lusting after all of the wonderful recipes floating around out there.  One day I want a reason to make a Turducken.  I honestly don’t know if I want to eat it, but I feel like it is something that is on my culinary bucket list. How many meats can we Frankenstein together into a turkey? Sounds like a challenge, and I like a healthy challenge.
On the flip side of this thanksgiving hosting conundrum I basically get to show up, pop my cranberry sauce in the fridge, perhaps stir some gravy and then stuff my face with succulent meats and their delicious counterparts.  It’s a sweet deal.  I haven’t blogged much about my thanksgiving preparations and now you know why… cranberry sauce.  That’s it folks.  Did I mention that I had to ask if I could bring the cranberry sauce?  Yes, that is right… I could have shown up with nothing…or maybe just a four pack of Martinelli’s.  I am living a cushy Thanksgiving dream here. […]