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Hi Reader, Come on, 'fess up. You think that stuffing is the star of Thanksgiving dinner. I know I certainly do. Sure, turkey is great. Smothered in gravy, it's even better. But it's the carb-loading of stuffing that makes me oh so happy on Turkey Day. I love it so much that in my cookbook, The New Portuguese Table, I offer up two stuffings for Thanksgiving. You'll find both at the bottom of this newsletter. Also, some of you were asking more about turkey stock. Here's a video I made a few years ago. I didn't have a recipe. I bought some turkey necks and chicken gizzards and tossed in stuff from the fridge and pantry. A great stock is really that easy. My Best Thanksgiving
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Hi Reader, At the best dinner party I ever hosted, I remember almost nothing about the food.I remember laughter that carried well past dessert. I remember the smell of bread warming in the oven. I remember the chocolate cake that somehow disappeared while everyone insisted they "couldn't eat another bite."Nobody has ever mentioned my knife skills.That was the useful discovery. Guests remember the room. They don't remember the recipe.Which means the smartest dinner-party dishes are the...
Hi Reader, You brought home the berries.A pint of raspberries. A basket of blackberries. Strawberries that smelled almost too good in the store to leave.Now they're sitting on the counter, and Tuesday is coming.You know how this goes. By Tuesday, you'll be standing in front of the refrigerator eating raspberries straight from the carton, "checking for quality control." Not one has become the French tart you pictured.That's not failure.Berries don't need much. A few months of sun and rain do...
Hi Reader, I have cooked roast chickens enough to know one uncomfortable truth.There is no perfect roast chicken.I know. Practically kitchen blasphemy.For years I chased The One. I'd read another cookbook, tweak the oven temperature, salt earlier, salt later, flip the bird, don't flip the bird, baste religiously, never baste at all. Every famous chef seemed convinced they'd finally cracked the code, and there I was, dutifully buying yet another chicken in the name of research. It's a tough...