Straight Outta Compton
I know that Thanksgiving was so last month. But, I also know many people step and repeat for Christmas so I thought I’d share links and whatnot to the recipes we used this year.
Let’s start with the turkey. Ours came straight outta Compton. No really, it did. TD is generally in charge of the bird. And, as you’ve seen in this blog, he does it a little differently every year. Highlights have included the baducky and last year’s slow cooked turkey breast. For years the guy has been talking about frying a turkey. Luckily for our neighbors and home owner’s insurance premiums, the voice of reason has always won out. Until we realized that someone else could make our fried Thanksgiving turkey.
Minimal research revealed that the place to buy fried turkey in Los Angeles is a little shop called Loreto’s Fried Turkey Restaurant (just in case you were confused about what they sell). The fact that it is located in Compton was just the icing on the cake. See, it meant that TD and his partner in crime for the day didn’t really have to give up the requisite element of danger that comes with procuring a friend turkey.
And let me tell you, that turkey was fantastic.
Surprisingly so. Juicy, flavorful and made in someone else’s kitchen. All the things that a Thanksgiving turkey generally is not.
While there is absolutely no denying that the Compton turkey was the star of the show, I think the sides made excellent supporting stars.
This year I made my favorite sourdough and artichoke stuffing from Sunset Magazine. My version swaps-out white mushrooms for cremini and I like to add a little sweet Italian turkey sausage to the mix.
Simple buttermilk mashed potatoes.
Honeyed carrots for color.
Grilled brussels sprouts. Just par-boil your sprouts, then marinate in a vinegar based sauce (I like to use balsamic). When ready, grill in a grill pan. Easy as that.
A giant Russian Grandmother’s Apple Pie
And of course no Thanksgiving in the Misanthropic Household would be complete with out a Chocolate Sees Turkey or two.
Let the holidays begin!
N.W.A. of course.
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