We're having Thanksgiving dinner this year. Why? Good question. It's obviously not a Swedish holiday, that anyone here observes. At all. Most people have no idea that it even exists, or for that matter, what it consists of. But I *do* know, at least vaguely. I realise that it was, technically, Thanksgiving day yesterday, but a large dinner in the middle of the week didn't fit with my schedule.
So. Sunday it is. Invited: my parents, my sister Åsa and her fiance Peter (who happens to be one of the best sushi chefs in Sweden), my sister Silvi and her daughter Malin, my brother Arno and his almost-daughter Emmy. And my own darling Per of course. Ten people. That's really, really stretching my capacity. Thank goodness there's a decent pizza place just a little bit from here.
Anyway. I'm relying largely on Nigella's latest cookbook, Feast. That may be a little bit dumb, considering she's not American. But then again, neither am I, so that's ok. I'm cooking a turkey, for the first time ever. It's huge. I wonder if it'll fit in my oven? Time will tell. I'm making cornbread-orange stuffing (the original recipe included cranberries too), green bean casserole with lemon, sweet potato gratin with mini-marshmallows (this is so tacky, but I thought it'd be fun to do something that at least I feel is SO American), roast potatoes (which I realise the pilgrims certainly didn't eat), gravy, cranberry sauce (actually lingonberry sauce, close enough) and.. yeah, I think that's it. I might make some extra cornbread muffins. Possibly a simple salad, too.
For dessert, I'm making a frozen cheesecake, flavored with lingonberries and cinnamon. It's a family favorite, and from a much-loved recipe, so I don't worry about that at all. The rest? Well, we'll see how well it all turns out :)