Want to know how it's done? I don't blame you.
Chop red potaters. Duh.
Rinse and all that . . .
Turnips? Well, get a *really* sharp knife to cut away all the crap . . .
. . . then chop them too.
Aw, Schleckie-pie. . .
. . . how you do chop.
Me, I was in charge of garlic.
This helped.
So did this.
Back to the turnips.
From this . . .
. . . to this?
Magic.
Oh, wait, I need to try it to make sure it's okay . . .
. . . mmmmmmmmmm.
Perfection. And evidence to the contrary, the potatoes are *not* green. I'll give you one guess about the identity of the photographer. Hint: it was not Mistah.
Oh, and what about *our* dinner, whilst we were cooking, you ask?
Oh, we're good.
Looks delish, but why yesterday? Why not prepare it today? Does it all gel together, and peak on day #2?
ReplyDeleteHope you have a wonderful thanksgiving full of sunlight, laughter, love and Champagne homerun derby (even though you won't be at home;)
xoxo,
Beth
I find it ironic that you, the naysayer of all meals mushy, are providing these two dishes. I also love your voila recipes, we don need no stinkin detes.
ReplyDeleteHappy thanksgiving, my lovelies!
Xo
Jacquie