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Conceptually, my idea for this menu was to introduce an international element while also reminding us of the comfort and flavors of holiday fare. I can’t speak much for the cohesiveness or overall "progression" of dishes here. The acidity peaks at the sauerbraten, and I flirt with varying levels or elements or sweetness in every menu item. But, Tyler and I thoroughly enjoyed ourselves!

Appetizer: Yellow Dal Puree
Spiced with fresh ginger, coriander, cumin, turmeric, garam masala, and a hint of cayenne. Served with wilted spinach and fresh chopped tomato.

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So in between Christmas shopping and discussions on the potency of Maui Wowie (the catnip, not the pot, you delinquents), I’ve been busy in the kitchen. Unfortunately, as soon as I finish one project in the kitchen, I have an article to write plus another project. So my pile of things-to-do just increases. To avoid the long delay between articles, I’ve split up Christmas Preparations: Part I into two parts. This segment is purely about cookies. And baking. And goat blood. Okay, maybe not that last one, but you get the point.

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Thanksgiving Day procedures are at the bottom of this article, below the extra photos.

First Appetizer: Crab Bisque
Made from homemade fish-crustacean stock and fresh, live crabs.

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With just several days left before Thanksgiving, the preparations intensified. Tuesday was our busiest day, with last minute grocery stops at Freshia, Whole Foods, the European Deluxe Sausage Kitchen in Beverly Hills, Ralphs, and Albertsons. I assembled an arsenal. By Wednesday night, my kitchen was stocked with cream of mushroom soup, cider vinaigrette, candied pecans, pumpkin ice cream cake, roasted chestnuts, pomegranate cranberry relish, a brown sauce for the oeufs, blanched green beans, turkey brine, and a fabulous crab bisque. Why, you ask? Why would I go through all the effort to prepare such a feast? I call it the artist’s mania. Maybe my food isn’t what you would call art (I don’t), but the same kind of passion applies; and what I love best is this: after the fur is finished flying, my husband and I can share our delight (and our criticisms) on the subject of a well thought out, carefully prepared meal.

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Week 2 is already finished, and my plans are on schedule. Among other culinary trips (see the new beef stroganoff and updates to cranberry orange bread), this week’s accomplishments include smoked ham-vegetable stock, peanut butter milk chocolate bark, candied orange zest, dark chocolate bark with said zest, potato rosemary rolls with roasted garlic, brown roux, and a test run on roasted chestnuts.

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In an ideal world, I’d test all of Reinhart’s recipes before the end of the year. This goal is looking less and less likely, but I’m not really disappointed. With patience and repetition, I’ve gained insight into the "feel" of various doughs—very important because each type of bread has different qualities prior to baking. The better you get at identifying and aiming for these characteristics, the better your final product. Within the next several months or so, I anticipate quantitatively adjusting Reinhart’s formulas to my own specifications; I’ll post the results when I’m comfortable with their accuracy. NB: Remember most of these adjustments are specific to the environmental conditions of my location: temperature, humidity, etc.

Meanwhile, I am making progress through the book. After pizza crusts, I decided to turn my attention to the sweeter bread varieties in preparation for the holidays. By Christmas, I will probably have added Hutzelbrot, Stollen, Brioche, and/or Boston Brown Bread. This past week, however, I took a crack at Reinhart’s Graham Cracker formula. I ran two trials and a third is scheduled next week. Here are the results thus far:

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Well here’s a crazy idea I’ve been tossing around for a while. These sweets don’t really jive with the Mexican food we’re eating at the moment, but hey—I thought of this back when I was making Japanese Curry. And this is kind of… maybe.. sort of… okay, vaguely… Asian, so in my mind it works :P

I’m not really sure what to call this concoction. It’s a dim-sum wrapper made with sweet glutinous rice and pumpkin instead of sweet potato; on the inside, there’s a pumpkin puree spiced with the cinnamon, all spice, nutmeg, sugar and grated crystallized ginger. So basically I crossed jin deui with pumpkin desserts and this odd little deviant child came out. And if I haven’t scared you yet, there are more mutant babies inside my head at the moment. Parents: this is what happens to your kids when they play with their food as wee children.

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Unless a blog is dedicated to baking, I frown on attention-starved cooking blogs with a page full of dessert close-up photography. I also frown on most cakes. I usually can’t bring myself to enjoy eating a frosting-covered mound of flour, even to be polite. Other sweets like apple pie à la mode and oatmeal raisin cookies are more tempting, but I can pass them up without much suffering. But chocolate—well, that’s my weakness. I love chocolate, especially 70%-75% dark chocolate. (Milk chocolate is for wusses.) Pair the flavor of pure chocolate with espresso and a dash of salt, and you may as well pry the dessert from the hands of my stiff corpse.

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I was browsing Gourmet Magazine online when I saw this recipe for haroseth.  Not being Jewish, I have never tasted haroseth, but the ingredients set my mind wandering—what could I create with fruit and nuts?

To say I love fruit is a massive understatement.  Earnest devotee would be a more accurate description, as would obsessed addict.  This summer I absolutely went wild over the fresh peaches, nectarines, and cherries; for the latter, we actually took a 145 mile round-trip to Leona Valley to hand-pick a few buckets of fruit.  There were no leftovers.

But because I love my fruits so well and because my nutritional needs must be balanced, I am extremely picky about how I consume fruit and what kind of fruit I consume. 

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I left for Pennsylvania with the notion of having a kitchen-free “vacation.” But when I arrived at the McHenry residence, I could hardly help myself; bordering the back of the house was a patch of elderberry bushes loaded with ripe fruit—and it was all going to rot if I didn’t do something! Sacrilege! I’d never cooked with or tasted elderberries, so preparing this fresh hand-picked fruit was also a rare opportunity and adventure.

Harvesting the berries was simple enough with a little maneuvering and the right equipment. I wore long jeans, my trusty ol’ jogging shoes, a hat, and a fitted long-sleeve jacket to protect me from the surrounding brush and its creepy-crawly inhabitants. Sharp clippers did the snipping, and a rake brought the taller bunches down to eye-level. No comments from the peanut gallery about short Asian people, please.

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