Wouldn’t it be nice if the weather could just make up it’s mind and be consistent for 5 seconds? Yeah, that’d be great. Pff, as if!
It’s been rainy and cold a lot recently even though it’s supposed to be turning into summer here in Patagonia. I’ve been torn the last few weeks between, my desire to start digging out my lonely summertime wardrobe, and my slight hope that it stays cold enough to make the holiday season feel like my childhood in the North Hem. It’s really frustrating to still be cold half the day but if it has to be that way then I’m at least going to milk it for what it’s worth and rock my fuzzy jammies come Christmas morning. You know, cuz that’s how I roll.
Speaking of holidays, we’re putting up our decorations this weekend or early next week according to our age old family tradition of putting them up on the weekend prior to Thanksgiving. Fine, so we might have to bend our tradition a little this year and do it a little closer to Thanksgiving or even on the same day, but that’s okay because we’re having our fakin’ it Thanksgiving two days early this year so that my sister’s in-laws can be with us. They’ve been visiting this past week few weeks but they’ll actually be traveling home on the day-of so we wanted them to get their Thanksgiving dinner somehow.
Another exciting aspect of this year’s feast is that we’ll be having some Thanksgiving-dinner-virgins join us, isn’t that awesome? I’m sort of psyched up about serving someone their first Thanksgiving dinner ever and I get to serve 2 people. (Even if they are crazy Latinos [Hey, Diego!])
I’m not going to deny that I’m a little irked at one little thing though, we’ve decided to do roasted chicken instead of turkey this year. It’s not that I disagree with the decision or anything. I mean, we have a valid reason; our current home has an oven that’s barely bigger than the easy-bake I had when I was like 8. However, I’m sort of a traditionalist and I was balloting for the real thing this year.
How can we have a real (fake) Turkey day without an actual bird??? I also wanted to work on my turkey roasting skills for future holidays when the pressures on and maybe even stuff it with fancy ingredients like a pioneer woman, know what I’m sayin’? On the other hand, this year is so unofficial so I might be able to get over it since no one else seems to have an aversion to the plan. All the guests will just be close friends and family so the pressure feels very low and I’m loving that.
Okay but anyway, it’s going to be a fun meal this year even in spite of my poultry problems. I’ll console myself by making all of the desserts as traditional as possible, hello pie time! Do you remember when I told you how we’ve never really been a pie family outside of the Holidays? Well, this year I’ve actually cranked out a lot of pies (at least for me), but it’s especially true that the Holidays = pie in my opinion, so they’re a must.
So in my menu planning I felt like maybe we needed a new flavor this year but I wasn’t sure what. Honestly, I started on this recipe thinking I’d make my French silk pie (which I still want to share with you at some point) but then I switched gears and decided to go for a fudgy brownie pie instead. Sometimes the best things in life are born of spontaneity, don’t you think?
This pie turned out even better than I’d hoped. It’s a cross between a chewy brownie and a molten lava fudge cake all stuffed into a flaky pie crust that helps break up the richness. (Did you catch that part, it’s supposed to be gooey and molten!) Oh, and I can’t forget about the malt and all the chocolate chunks I threw in. I just think this needs to make it to your dessert table, that’s the major point here. P.S. Don’t forget the ice cream!