Good golly, it’s Halloween.
I’m so happy that fall weather is here. Happy that it’s football season. Happy the leaves are turning. But you know what else this all means?
It’s eating season.
Yes, today and tonight it’s candy for breakfast, lunch and dinner followed by popcorn balls and a spiced-cider chaser. And now it’s just a hop, skip and a jump until it’s 2012, and from now until then, we eat.
Turkey, mashed potatoes, pumpkin pie, egg nog, Grandma’s fudge, the kitchen wallpaper. Put it on a tray, play a little background music, and we’ll call anything a party. Reason fairly waltzes out the door.
So what did I do in anticipation of this impending eat-a-thon? I practiced. This weekend, as I was reading one in a series of Sweet Potato Queens books written by Jill Connor Browne (Â www.sweetpotatoqueens.comÂ ), I tried one of her many decadentÂ recipes. These recipes, always found in the back of the book, are sure to clog your arteries and pop your buttons.
So, I’m happy to report that “Little Larva’s Homicidal Maniac and Cheese”Â from American Thighs was on our training table. A couple of pounds of macaroni, a ton of cheese (give or take), a whallop of sour cream–plus bacon–and we are off and running. Yum and yum.
At Thanksgiving, I’ve already got a list going for what I can say I’m truly fortunate to own. I know I can say I’m thankful for elastic waistbands.