Thursday, October 13, 2005
CANADIAN THANKSGIVING
DAMN STRAIGHT.
KJJ: LOOK, ITS PRETTY OBVIOUS THAT THIS POST WILL MAKE YOU WEEP WITH ENVY, SO WE'LL JUST CUT TO THE CHASE. FIRST OF ALL, THERE SHOULD BE AN ENTIRE INTERNET DEVOTED TO PORT SALUT CHEESE. NOT JUST AN ENTIRE WEB-PAGE, BUT AN ENTIRE INTERNET. I'M STILL SAD THAT WE ATE IT ALL (JRW: DON'T FRET, WE CAN BUY MORE! THEY TRADE IT AT YE OLDE GROCERY SHOPPE FOR MONEY!). IT IS THE PERFECT COMBINATION OF SOFT BUT SO RICH IN TASTE. SOMETIMES THOSE SOFT CHEESES ARE SO MILD ITS LIKE EATING BUTTER, BUT THIS... THIS PARAGON OF WONDERMENT... CALLED PORT SALUT... IT HAD A LOT OF PERSONALITY. I HAVE NEVER COMBINED CHEESE WITH BEER, BUT 2005 IS ALL ABOUT DOING THINGS DIFFERENTLY, AND DIFFERENT IT WAS.
JRW: BEER AND CHEESE WAS GOOD, I CONCUR. PLUS, WE HAD THESE AWSEOME LITTLE SESAME-ISH CRACKERS TO PUT THE CHEESE ON.
KJJ: NEXT STOP, BORSCHTVILLE! THE SOUP COURSE WAS OF COURSE THE COURSE THAT SERVED SOUP. AND WHAT A COURSE IT WAS. BORSCHT IS A SPECIAL CREATURE, THERE ARE MANY WAYS TO MAKE IT. SOME LUNATICS PUT BEEF OR BEEF STOCK IN IT, BUT THOSE LUNATICS ARE JUST LUNATICS. ON OCCAISION I HAVE PUT TOMATO, CARROT, AND EVEN POTATO IN BORSCHT. LET US NOT FORGET THE MAIN SQUEEZE, THE MIGHTY FRESH BEET. CHOOSE LITTLE BEETS, NOT THE BIG MUTHAS, CAUSE THE LITTLE GUYS ARE THE ONES PACKED WITH TASTE (THIS IS TRUE WHEN IT COMES TO DATING, AS WELL). ON THIS PARTICULAR EVENING THE BORSCHT TURNED OUT SPLENDIDLY: BEET, RED CABBAGE (COOKED SOFT), DILL (ALAS IT WAS NOT FRESH OUT OF THE GARDEN LIKE THE BORSCHT OF MY LONG PAST CANADIAN YOUTH), DICED TOMATO, HONEY FOR SWEET AND YOGURT FOR SOUR. THE YOGURT AND HONEY ADD TREMENDOUS AWESOMENESS TO THE SOUP, DO NOT WHIMPER IN FEAR AT THE THOUGHT OF YOGURT AND HONEY IN SOUP.
JRW: I HATE YOGURT, BUT I THOUGHT IT MADE THE PERFECT ADDITION-MY BORSCHT WAS NEVER SO GOOD AS THIS BORSCHT. AS A MATTER OF FACT, MY BORSCHT IS REALLY YOUR BORSCHT, KJJ-BECAUSE YOU GAVE ME THE RECIPE!
KJJ: WE HAD A FEW BREWSKIS, JRW CAN TALK ABOUT THE BEER. THE LABATT BLUE WAS OBVIOUSLY MOTHER SUPERIOR.
JRW:OBVIOUSLY IS RIGHT. I KNOW VERY LITTLE ABOUTCANADIAN BEER. KJJ TOLD ME IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE STRONGER THAN AMERICAN, BUT ONE TIME WE DRANK SOME IN CANADA AND I DIDN'T EVEN GET A BUZZ. CHEAP CANADIAN BEER TASTES BETTER THAN CHEAP AMERICAN BEER, HOWEVER (EXCEPT MILLER, THE CHAMPAGNE), AND IF I EVER WALK INTO THE H.E.B.(THAT'S YE OLDE GROCERY SHOPPE) AND DECIDE I WANT A SIXER OF CHEAP SUDS, I'D AT LEAST THINK ABOUT LABATT. BUT PROBABLY NOT MOLSON.
KJJ: FINALMENT, LES THANKSGIVING DINER. MMM HMMM. CABBAGE ROLLS. CABBAGE SMELLS LIKE FARTS WHEN YOU ARE BOILING IT. I'M JUST SAYIN'. LIKE, IF YOU HAVE GUESTS OVER, DO THAT PART FIRST IN THE MORNING AND AIR THE PLACE OUT (JRW:TRUE DAT). THE ROLLSKIS WERE FILLED WITH RICE, GREEN PEPPER, MUSHROOM AND ONION. THEY WERE PRETTY GOOD, BUT I AM A YOUNG'UN WITH YEARS OF PRACTICE NEEDED TO GET THEM TO THAT PERFECT OLD POLISH / UKRANIAN LADY CALIBER. DUDE, WHAT THE H- YOU CANT GET PEROGIES IN TEXAS. THATS AN F'ING CRIME. CONTINUING ON THE CABBAGE TRAIL OF DEAD, LITTLE BRUSSELS SPROUTS SAUTEED WITH WALNUTS AND BUTTER... SO TASTY, THE GEMS OF THE EVENING. THEN THERE ARE SOME SWEET POTATOES BAKED WITH MAPLE AND HONEY. A NICE SIDE DISH, THAT I PERSONALLY THOUGHT WAS BITCHEN WITH THE VINEGAR & DILL MARINATED CUCUMBER SALAD. THE YIN AND THE YANG. CIRCLE OF LIFE.
JRW: THEY WERE SUPERGOOD ROLLS, ALRIGHT. THE BRUSSELS WERE GOOD, BUT THE POTATOES...OH, THE POTATOES. I ALWAYS HATED SWEET POTATOES, BUT NOW I'M THINKING, MAYBE I LIKE THEM AFTER ALL. I DON'T REMEMBER A WHOLE LOT OF THIS PART, BECAUSE I WAS TAKING PICTURES OF KJ, SPRAWLED OUT ON THE FLOOR, TONGUE HANGING FROM HER MOUTH. I THINK HER EYES ROLLED BACK IN HER HEAD AT ONE POINT, UNTIL SHE REALIZED I WAS TAKING PHOTOS OF HER, WHICH SHOULD'VE BEEN EXPECTED. I MEAN, IT WAS FUNNY AND ALL.
KJJ: I AM NOT GOING TO TALK ABOUT THE MOST EMBARASSING PART OF THE NIGHT (NO, NOT WHEN I FORCED US TO REMOVE OUR HATS AND SING THE CANADIAN NATIONAL ANTHEM)-- I COULDNT EVEN FINISH A CABBAGE ROLL! THEY WERE SO ENORMOUS. I FELL ON THE FLOOR AND DANCED LIKE A WET NOODLE I WAS THAT FULL (JRW: YEAH, AND I TOOK PHOTOS, REMEMBER?)! FUNNY, I STILL HAD ROOM FOR DESSERT- PUNKIN' PIE!
JRW: PUMPKING PIE. KING OF PIES. LOOK, IT'S LIKE THIS. WE GET TO CELEBRATE THANKSGIVING TWICE. THAT'S PRETTY GREAT IF YOU LIKE FOOD.