So much to give thanks for

(Flashback…Two days before Thanksgiving)

Supermarket cashier to me: So, are you all prepared for Thanksgiving?
Me: Sorta.  Well, more unprepared than prepared, really.

And I wasn’t kidding.  While most of our friends who relocated here decided to go for a vacation elsewhere during the long Thanksgiving holiday weekend, my family and I opted to spend Thanksgiving, well…the traditional way…at home, with family…and FOOD.  This was my first Thanksgiving ever in the US and I had only come to realize what a big deal it was here.

So, if I wanna go traditional, it would have to be traditional ALL the way.  I decided to attempt roasting a turkey.  I bought the smallest turkey I could find (about 10 lbs), and it only cost me $5.99.  Actually the supermarket where I purchased it from had a turkey promotion where all turkeys weighing below 16lbs were priced at only $5.99.

And while I was at it, I got myself one of those turkey timers too.  These little babies will pop out as soon as the meat is done, and ensures that the meat is not too dry or (heaven forbid) undercooked.  I wanted to get one of ’em meat thermometers, but they were too pricey.

Then I started collecting tips about roasting a turkey from everywhere.  I reviewed recipes from the internet, asked co-workers and friends, and hubby even got me some tips from the TV.  Simple American even graciously said I could call his wife should I be in need of any turkey SOS!

Well, one of my co-workers told me to soak the thawed turkey in brine.  So a day before Thanksgiving, when I had already thawed the bird, I soaked it in a little salt water, and left it overnight.  Actually I believe the turkey I bought had already been basted in some flavoring of some sort, but hey, no harm enhancing the flavor even more, huh?

I woke up nice and early (thanks to Ethan) on Thanksgiving day, and was all eager to get the turkey roasting.  Lilian had given me some splendid tips on how to roast a turkey to perfection, and of course I trusted her because she has got proof that hers turned out really nice.  She said I need to stuff some butter between the skin and the meat of the turkey, and then I need to cover the turkey in bacon strips before roasting.  So, see…this is how I did it…

Looks about right, doesn’t it?  I also put some chopped carrots and potatoes in the baking dish while roasting.  This is to absorb the juices of the turkey, thus perfecting the gravy (this tip from Martha Stewart, according to hubby) 😛

And what did I do with the crisp bacon afterward?  Well, I ate some of it (was too salty anyway), and sprinkled a bit on the clam chowder we had.  The rest of the bacon?  Still sitting in the fridge…I’m still undecided what I want to do with it.

So anyway, after all the toiling in the kitchen, and about 4 hours of turkey roasting, this is what was served for dinner, as our main course:

Of course we had other dishes too, it being Thanksgiving and all.  Thanksgiving is like the western-styled Chinese New Year reunion dinner, where families gather and stuff themselves full of food.  So what I had on the table was western-styled food.

Roast turkey garnished with brussel sprouts, cherry tomatoes and parsley, served with the compulsory cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes, multi-grain turkey stuffing, BLT caesar salad (lettuce, sun-dried tomatoes, cheese, croutons and dressing, and clam chowder.  For dessert, we had apple pie with whipped cream (lots of it).  YUM!

We sure had a lot to be thankful for!  Of course we could not finish the turkey in one sitting, not even till today.  in fact, I still have some of the turkey meat in the fridge, and I used it for making sandwiches.  My first Thanksgiving is gonna be one that I’ll never ever forget!

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Cravings, ravings and such

It has never been my practice to “eat for two” when I am pregnant, but I tend to get hungry quicker now, which (I think) is my body’s way of telling me to eat when I do.  Maybe it’s because the 2nd trimester is an “eating trimester”.  So what do I do?  I indulge, of course….!

Cheesecake has and always will be a love of mine, and I was ecstatic when I found out that we had The Cheesecake Factory here in San Jose.  Well, I was kinda bummed when I found out it was already in existence several years ago when I was here, and I missed out on having cheesecake there then, so I had been bugging my hubby to take me there this time, torturing him with my rants of pregnancy cravings and whatnot.

My chance came last Sunday when we were in the vicinity of The Cheesecake Factory, and when we finally found the shop, I promptly stepped in to get a slice of yummy cheesecake.  Any one will do, I thought.  But I was spoiled for choice.  I could feel my saliva glands going into overtime as I glanced at the menu and finally selected a slice of Lemon Raspberry Cream Cheesecake, which was packed in a jiffy, with TWO dollops of whipped cream to boot.  My hubby and I were wondering why I was given TWO servings of whipped cream instead of one.  Well, the only reason I could think of was cuz I was pregnant.  Tee-hee.

I am SO going back there for more the next time!

And then, the next day, lunchtime saw hubby and I enjoying a delicious bowl of phố (Vietnamese beef noodles) at Pho Nam, one of the most popular haunts for Vietnamese cuisine.  Then lunch crowd is humunguous, and if we get there a little bit late, we have to wait to be seated.  ALWAYS.

But don’t you think it is SO worth it?  The concoction of piping hot beef broth with smooth phố, topped with basil, bean sprouts and chilli is so GOOD.  We never get stuff as good as this in Malaysia, aitelyu.

My favorite is the tendon part, so I usually will choose the option that has that.  We ordered the fried spring rolls too, which were served with fish sauce laced with shreds of carrot.

Very, very good indeed.  It was something different from what we usually order, which is the UNFRIED and white spring rolls served with thick peanut sauce.  Both types of spring rolls are so good, I wished they serve it combo style, so we could get the best of both worlds.

In any case, can you tell that I am absolutely enjoying all the food here?  Well, I know for a fact that the baby in my tummy is…look at that amazing tumble-turn there! 🙂

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Guide to a good nite’s rest

We miss our king-sized mattress back home in Penang.  In the US, we are provided with two beds, yes…but both the beds come with only queen-sized mattresses.  With a toddler that can sleep in all forms of acrobatic manners all through the night, it is imperative that we find an alternative solution really soon.  I wonder if my kid will take to sleeping on one of these cool inflatable air mattresses?  Well, one thing’s for sure…he will definitely LOVE jumping on it!

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When will I eat you again?

Ahhhh…..YES.

One of the very first items my hubby and I bought when we first stepped into the supermarket here is the Häagen-Dazs ice cream.  They come in tubs of 1 quart each.  For those who are imperial-system-challenged, 1 quart is equivalent to about 2 pints.  And a pint is the size we normally see in Malaysian supermarkets.  In the US, they sell Häagen-Dazs ice cream in smaller sizes too, but we get the quart size cuz that’s more economical.

Anyway, 1 quart of Häagen-Dazs ice cream costs about USD6.99.  Isn’t that awesome?  And last weekend, we stumbled on a grocery store that was selling it at USD4.99 or something, so obviously I stocked up.

In any case, those tubs are still sitting pretty in the freezer, while I wait for my cough to recover completely.  Knowing fully well my passion to always “fight fire with fire”, hubby has strictly barred me from ice cream and cold drinks till I say bye-bye to my cough.  Can’t even have my favorite strawberry milkshake now….SIGH.

Oh, how I miss my ice cream!

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The assam, the laksa & …?

My immense craving for assam laksa led me on a wondrous culinary adventure last Sunday.  I had all the ingredients necessary and I figured it was a good tea-time treat for my hubby and I.  Of course I didn’t have the *luxury* to hunt for ALL of the spices, but I made do with a little help from a *friend*, who followed me all the way from Penang:

 

Half an hour later, our whole apartment was reeking of that familiar tamarind-assam-like flavor and as I readied my tummy for the wondrous experience, I put the laksa noodles to boil…or rather, what I *thought* was laksa noodles when I bought it from the Asian grocer here.

 

It turned out to be loh-see-fun (mouse-tail noodles)!  So instead of the long strands of laksa, we had short ones instead.  What to do… 😛

Oh, and we definitely did not forget the heh-ko (prawn paste), also imported exclusively from Penang.  No bowl of laksa would be complete without it!

 

I’m gonna have to try hunting for those laksa noodles now.  That supposed teatime treat turned out to be an early dinner for me, because I couldn’t eat anything else after that.

Besides, I was still suffering from my week-long cough, and it became a tad worse last weekend because my cough was so forceful, there were traces of blood in the phlegm!  Oh, it doesn’t sound as serious as it does.  It’s just drier here in the States and the throat tends to be more sensitive.  I’m on the doc-approved-for-preggers Robitussin DM now.  Got it from Target on Sunday, and hoping that my cough-free days will come back to me soon.

 

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