RecipeMuncher

We were married the day after (American) Thanksgiving in 1998. As a result,  the holiday has become a relatively intimate affair. No huge family gatherings. No record-breaking turkeys. No controversy over whole cranberry sauce versus cranberry jelly. No battle between the white and dark meat folks. And no copious leftovers. Instead, Thanksgiving day ends up being just the two of us chatting and sipping a bit of wine as we cook up our little feast. This year, we decided to create a variation (...)