You probably don’t need this, right?
This easy, delicious, make-ahead recipe for homemade fresh cranberry sauce.
You’ve got your stuff together. Your bird is brining. The bread cubes for stuffing are drying out. You’ve made all your piecrusts ahead of time.
No? Ok. Cool. Me either.
Read More »Sides may be the most important part of a meal for me. They can make or break the main course. Elevating and uplifting it or dragging it down to the bottomless depths.
Luckily, this cornbread stuffing does the former.
It will complement the savory bird at the center of the table, being sturdy enough to stand in the place of a traditional stuffing. Or, it will delightfully contrast a tart cranberry sauce, adding just a hint of sweetness from a generous amount of cornbread. It’s enough of a departure to feel adventurous, but not so outlandish that your guests are unwilling to try it.
In a word – it’s perfect.
I’ve got quite a few recipes that are perfect for your Thanksgiving day and dinner needs! Let’s discuss them, shall we?
Read More »This is better than I thought it would be. Truly, when I went to put together suggestions for this year’s festivities I thought it would be slim pickings. That there wouldn’t be much to choose from because I hadn’t gotten up nearly as many posts as planned. I’d been behind, slacking, negligent about my duties and responsibilities. Turns out, that wasn’t (entirely) the case. It’s rewarding to look back on the year and see what’s been accomplished. I got more up than I planned! And a lot of it would fit nicely on the Thanksgiving table, if there’s still room.
I bought a planner. It’s pink with gold embossing and a thin ribbon to mark the page. It’s got a monthly overview and a weekly to-do. Very chic, very millennial.
I also got the color-coded pens – blue, black, red, green, pink, orange. All assigned to a specific sector of my life – finance, work, Ernessi, social.
It’s my hope/belief/misguided delusion that by making lists and filling out schedules and trying to be a better planner that I will somehow get my life in order.
And yet…I’ve missed weeks, I’ve missed paying bills, I’ve missed opportunities to get posts up in a timely manner.
There’s a small bit of solace in knowing that this isn’t uncommon for creative types. There’s some reassurance that my spastic scheduling and mediocre time management are byproducts of the artistic juices flowing through my veins! See? It’s not that I’m a bad person – I’m a great person – I just didn’t respond to an email for two weeks because I’m an artiste! I can’t help it, it’s how I’m wired. I can’t be expected to create masterpieces under the shackles of a schedule!
At least, that’s what I tell myself so I don’t dissolve into a heap of tears over not meeting the actual deadlines created by credit card companies or the personal ones I’ve set for myself. In reality, I know it’s a load of bull and I have to really commit to and work on sticking to a schedule if I’m ever going to get where I want to be, doing what I want to be doing.
