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I like to cook and eat. And when other people cook and I eat. And cooking and eating with other people. Sometimes, I write about it.
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Father’s Day, pt. 2: turkey dinner w/ the Josues (Taken with Instagram)
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J and I went to my parents’ house last night for what was essentially Thanksgiving dinner in August.
We started with some freshly made hummus and pita. My mother is disappointed I forgot to take a picture, because she made it so beautifully. I will admit that this is 100% my fault, but everyone loves my mother’s hummus so much that one blink after the plate hit the table, it was all gone. J jokes with my mom that he refuses to go over to their house unless she makes hummus. Now that’s the ultimate compliment!
No one roasts a turkey better than my mother. She manages a perfectly moist turkey every single time, which seems to be an impossible feat. And, no one makes stuffing better than my mother. Last night’s was delicious, and I had to stop myself from having a second helping.
With the turkey and stuffing, we also enjoyed garlicy sauteed broccoli, cranberry sauce, gravy, as well as my contribution: a warm, colorful salad with lots of veggies, quinoa, avocado and a homemade lime vinaigrette.
I’m going to start sounding like a broken record, but no one makes brownies as good as my mother’s. My favorite way to enjoy these decadent fudgey squares is straight from the freezer. Along with a giant plate of grapes, strawberries, blueberries and watermelon, the brownies were a perfect end to a wonderful dinner.
