I haven't cooked a Thanksgiving dinner for a few years now - not since the kids were born. I remember planning for it, when Titus was a baby, and my sister said "oh, but do you really feel up to doing all that cooking?" and I remember feeling.. no. No, I really didn't. So we cancelled, and it remained cancelled until this year when I suddenly felt excited about it again.
Thanksgiving is obviously an all-American holiday, and certainly not something most Swedes know or care about. I happen to like it, the strong emphasis on family and being thankful. And I like cooking festive meals. So it's perfect, really.
We kept it simple, though. Per wanted to try smoking the turkey in our Weber Smokey Mountain, and HEY, that was excellent. I gave the bird a simple salt rub on the day before, and kept it in the fridge. He lit up the smoker and got it to about 325-350°F, and it stayed at that temperature (which is pretty high for the smoker) the entire time. Our turkey weighed 4,2 kilos (or just under 9 pounds) and took a little less than three hours. It came out with bronzed skin and super moist interior. Delicious!
I also roasted potatoes, served a morel sauce (bought frozen from Picard!), some red currant jelly, a slaw with brussel sprouts & walnuts, brown butter carrot mash, and a very unorthodox version of creamed corn. For dessert, a saffron white chocolate cake, with warm raspberries and whipped cream.
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