Like moms across American I arose early to make the stuffing for the turkey so that it was in the oven in time to meet the 2:00pm dinner deadline. And then as the sun came up, I participated in my own harvest of thanksgiving. The first lemon ever from the Meyer lemon tree would soon be squirted on the green beans.
Then, all the pomegranates from the pomegranate tree.
There was a basket full, just enough for pomegranate salad, Bunker style. Fortunately, I had watched Martha Stewart the day before and learned that the best way to winnow the pomegranates was to cut them in half and then beat the outer shell with a big wooden spoon while the seeds fell into a bowl. It worked! Since we have a golden pomegranate tree straight from Bunkerville, Emilia thought that I had a bowl of corn!
The salad was a hit! As you can see it is almost gone midway through dinner. Best fruit salad ever with diced apples and bananas, chopped walnuts and finally real sweetened whipped cream folded in. . .YUM!
By 9:30am, Emilia had arrived with her apron to give me much hands on help for the next 5 hours. This meant that dinner was ready to serve by 2:00pm as announced. Thanks to Janae for entertaining her boys and washing up afterward.
We loved working in the updated kitchen, especially using that sink which holds a dirty turkey platter lying down flat! All the additional counter space was helpful, too.
Glen and Andrew cleared off the patio so that we might eat outside on a perfect Arizona afternoon of temperatures in the upper 70's. It was lovely! Thank you for creating the big, long table that I had envisioned!
Julianna loved the homemade rolls and real Idaho spud mashed potatoes.
Later, after pies at Eric's home, we watched her demolish her first birthday cake with joyous rapture.Happy Birthday Sweet Julianna!
1 comment:
the pomegranate salad was still yummy today as leftovers - thanks!
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