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Hello there Reader, Thanksgiving doesn't have to leave you cursing like a sailor. (Although, if you ever heard Mama Leite muttering in Portuguese while wrestling a 22-pound turkey into submission, you might think otherwise.) As someone who's hosted more holiday dinners than my youthful countenance would suggest―some of which ended with me hiding in the basement, clutching a bottle of wine, and questioning my life choices―I've learned a thing or two about keeping my sanity intact. The One will back me up on this, especially after That One Year We Shall Never Speak Of Again when I nearly burned down the house. But I digress. What I've learned is mastering Thanksgiving is all about strategy. And, unlike how I usually cook―which The One likens to a tornado in an apron―this requires that dreaded word: planning. Allow me to share with you my hard-won five-day plan that'll keep you from ending up in the fetal position behind the washing machine. (Not that I know anything about that.) My Free Foolproof Five-Day Countdown
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Hi Reader, By the Wednesday after the Fourth, the idea of another heavy dinner just does not appeal. You have grilled. You have eaten ribs. The body wants something lighter and quicker, and it wants it without much fuss.That is fish weather.A fillet of salmon, a pile of shrimp, a whole fish if you are feeling it: most of these are on the plate faster than the grilled food and leave you feeling like you ate well rather than ate a lot.The trouble is that seafood is the thing home cooks are most...
Hi Reader, Two flats of blueberries came home with me this weekend. That is more blueberries than two people can reasonably eat before they turn, and I knew it when I bought them.I do this every July. The first really good local berries show up, sweet and almost too soft to carry home gently, and all sense leaves me at the market.But a flat of blueberries is not a problem. It is a week of breakfasts, a pie, a jar of jam for the back of the fridge, and a cake that makes Monday feel like a...
Southern cooking has spent decades suffering from excellent public relations. Somewhere along the way, we all agreed that every biscuit required a grandmother's touch, every barbecue needed an entire Saturday, and every proper Southern meal began three days before anyone sat down to eat. I admire the mythology. I just don't entirely believe it. The Southern Recipes Readers Return To Most That is what inspired this month's special series, 5 Days of Not-Too-Fussy Southern Recipes! Over the...