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This year we were home for Thanksgiving. Home in this instance was Bill’s childhood home in Huntsville, Alabama.

We typically have two must-eats when we’re in Huntsville: Pork BBQ from Gibson’s #2 and fried catfish and hush puppies at Greenbrier. We knew we didn’t have time for a trip to Greenbrier this visit, but Bill’s mom, Peggy, said she’d have Gibson’s BBQ waiting for us when we arrived Wednesday evening. When Bill’s brother Joel heard about the Gibson’s plan, he had a better idea. I’ll smoke a pork butt for them, he said. Only one problem. Joel lives three hours away in Montgomery and wouldn’t be driving to Huntsville until Thursday. So, Joel overnighted the pork on dry-ice to Peggy’s and indeed it was waiting for us when we arrived. And it was truly remarkable. Pork BBQ in Northern Alabama is typically eaten with a vinegar and cayenne pepper sauce alongside a vinegar slaw. Joel had included sauce in his package, and Bill’s other brother Danny had brought over a bowl of slaw, so Bill and I feasted! Sorry Gibson’s, but I’m dining at Gunter’s from now all. All those Gunter boys can cook!

Not only did Joel smoke the best pork BBQ I have eaten, he smoked our Thanksgiving turkey. He brined the turkey with apple juice, orange juice, nutmeg, ground cloves, peppercorns, brown sugar, and kosher salt and smoked it over fruit wood for a few hours, finishing it in the oven. The turkey was perfect–moist, flavorful with tasty skin. He also brought up some of his lovely homebrew, a summer ale with honey and a hint of orange. It was sunny and 74°F/23.3°C, which passes for a summer day in Ireland, so summer ale was not out of place.

The Meal (clockwise from top left): Sweet Potato casserole, turkey, ham, Brussels sprouts with pancetta, jalapeno corn casserole, cornbread dressing with gravy, jellied cranberry sauce, cherry fluff; not pictured: field peas, dessert

I haven’t traveled all the regions of the US eating Thanksgiving dinners, but I imagine two things identify our Thanksgiving meal as Southern: 1) more than one casserole and 2) cornbread dressing. First of all, we call it dressing. Academics may debate the difference between stuffing and dressing–some say stuffing is cooked inside the bird, dressing outside–but I think they are basically the same thing. Cornbread dressing is a fave from both of our childhood Thanksgivings. A few times Bill has experimented with different types of dressing and savory bread puddings, but we keep coming back to cornbread dressing.

Sweet potatoes are a Thanksgiving staple, and for years were topped with marshmallows, but somewhere along the way everyone discovered that you could top sweet potatoes with a butter, brown sugar and pecan crust, and it has been a standard for a couple decades. This particular incarnation was straight from Paula Deen in all of its buttery glory. The potatoes are baked to intensify the potato flavor. A souffle mixture with egg is topped with the sugar crust, and this stuff is good y’all!

As amazing as Joel’s turkey was, I really enjoyed several slices of ham. Smoked ham is rare in Ireland, and I just love it.

The Brussels sprouts were Bill’s contribution. In 1998 Bill made a Thanksgiving Menu from Food & Wine Magazine which included Brussels Sprouts pan roasted with shallots and pancetta. These sprouts instantly became a must-have Thanksgiving dish for us, and have made more than one Brussels Sprouts convert. As many times as Bill has made this dish (it’s not just for Thanksgiving!) these were some of his best. The shallots and sprouts were browned and nicely caramelized and silky with pancetta “flavor.”

Our beloved Brussels sprouts

The corn casserole was new this year. I didn’t get the recipe but it must be similar to this one that mixes corn, cream cheese and jalapenos together and bakes them. (See the full recipe.) Can’t really go wrong with that. A spicy dish is welcome amongst all the rich foods on the T-day table.

Of course we had jellied cranberry sauce. I’m a purist when it comes to that can-shaped condiment.

And Cherry Fluff.

How does one describe Cherry Fluff? Does sweetened condensed milk, a can of crushed pineapple, chopped pecans, cool whip and a can of cherry pie filling paint a picture? It’s sweet and tart and fluffy and completely frivolous. In other words, a fab holiday food.

We love Cherry Fluff.

Along with cornbread dressing and Cherry Fluff, Bill had specifically requested field peas, so Joel cooked up a mess of them with a ham hock. I’m not a huge fan of field peas, but Bill was thrilled.

We didn’t even think about dessert until many hours after dinner, but when we did we had a caramel pumpkin pie and apple cake to choose from, or of course eat both. They were both delish, but I wound up eating more of the apple cake. Makes a great breakfast.

Fresh Apple Cake

This is the recipe (more or less) as passed to Peggy by her friend Myrtle.

Fresh Apple Cake

For cake
4-5 cups diced apples, mixed varieties  (around a litre of apples)
2 cups sugar (400 g)
1/2 cup vegetable oil (240 ml)
1 cup chopped pecans (110 g)
2 eggs, well beaten
2 teaspoons vanilla (10 ml)
2 cups all purpose flour (240 g)
2 teaspoons baking soda (10 ml)
2 teaspoons cinnamon, or double if you like cinnamon (10-20 ml)
1 teaspoon salt (10 ml)
For glaze
1 cup brown sugar (170 g)
1 stick butter (110 g)
1/4 cup evaporated milk (60 ml)
  1. Heat oven to 350 degrees°F/180°C /gas mark 4.
  2. Mix apples and sugar thoroughly.
  3. Add oil, nuts, eggs and vanilla and stir.
  4. Mix dry ingredients together and add to apple mixture. Stir.
  5. Bake in a greased 13 x 9 inch pan for 1 hour. Remove from oven and leave cake in pan.
  1. For glaze, bring brown sugar, butter and evaporated milk to a hard boil for one minute.
  2. Pour immediately over cake.

And for your viewing pleasure, 50 seconds of Bill and me discussing Thanksgiving at this link http://www.rte.ie/tv/iwitness/. Look under the archives for the 24 November episode.

 

I miss Thanksgiving.

It’s not just the meal. One can construct a Thanksgiving meal in Ireland pretty easily. But cooking a Thanksgiving meal does not Thanksgiving make.

Thanksgiving unites the entire country in a massive menu-planning extravaganza. America’s TV shows, print media and aisle caps all sparkle with the jewel tones of pumpkin and cranberry sauce. Ancient family recipies are unearthed. Turkey experts staff hotlines. For foodies it’s a glorious time when brining and giblets are legitimate topics of conversation. Grocery store parking lots swell to bursting. All energy is focused on 90 delicious minutes sometime on Thursday afternoon.

We eat millions of separate Thanksgiving dinners, but we are all sharing the same meal.

Having a national holiday helps as well. For the fortunate, it’s a four-day weekend that starts with a gastronomic bang, relaxes into turkey sandwiches, and then simmers along with turkey tortilla soup. Thanksgiving also kicks off The Holidays. The muzak and decorations may come out right after Labor Day, but after Thanksgiving there is no denying the holidays are upon us and we might as well jump into the fray.

Our first year in Dublin we made no attempt to observe Thanksgiving. Unless you have the day off work, it just didn’t seem worth it. Our second year we enjoyed a belated Thanksgiving in Indiana with the BockelmansLast year we were invited to share Thanksgiving with an American/Irish hybrid couple. Amanda took the day off and did most of the work and we showed up with a pan of cornbread dressing. That worked out great. This year Bill decided to create a mini-Thanksgiving.

He brilliantly captured the essence of Thanksgiving in about 2.5 hours:

  • Roast chicken–quicker and much more reasonable for two people
  • Brussels sprouts with rashers and shallots–a Food and Wine recipe (usually made with pancetta); a must-have for Gunter Thanksgivings since circa 2002
  • Herb stuffing with Apple, Leek and Bacon–a savory bread pudding; this Cooks Illustrated recipe (which Bill halved) was the “something new” this year and we expect to see it again
  • Roasted sweet potato wedges
  • Jellied cranberry sauce (imported)–fresh from the can; an absolute Thanksgiving requirement!

We had some pumpkin (imported) pie from earlier in the week (more on that, possibly), but were too full to partake.

Not a full-throttle Thanksgiving, but I did smell and taste Thanksgiving–roasted fowl, autumnal sweet potato and apple, aromatic sage and thyme in the stuffing, the funky sprouts, tangy cranberries, and plenty of bacon–that was pretty great. And I made a new Thanksgiving memory on Wednesday night. We met as usual for worship team practice. In honor of Thanksgiving Sandra had printed sheets with Turkeys and a Thanksgiving cartoon and we all wrote down and then shared what we’re thankful for (among other things, me: diet coke, Bill: Skype). Giving Thanks can be more hilarious than you might think. It was a great evening of laughter, music and prayer and we left warmed by the fellowship. And we were thankful.

Note: Bill just observed that the cranberry sauce looks flecked with gold in this picture. It was. It truly was.