As I’ve said numerous times before, anyone who leaves my table hungry has no one to blame but themselves. Yesterday I served Christmas dinner for 12, and packed up a bag for two more (with enough food for at least two meals each), and my fridge is still nicely packed with leftovers.
The menu:
Relish tray with homemade dip*
Amish Valley spiral sliced ham (without the glaze due to guests’ diabetes)
Turkey with cornbread & chestnut stuffing
Bread dressing (on the side, different recipe entirely)
Gravy
Mashed red potatoes
Glazed (sugar free) sweet potatoes**
Green bean casserole made with Progresso soup and fried shallots from the Asian market
Green beans almondine
Corn muffins
Tossed salad with GFP croutons
Cranberry sauce (canned)
Apple pie
Cherry pie
Pumpkin pie (sugar free)
Buttermilk pie (sugar free)
Cocoa Pebbles marshmallow treats
* The kids (teenage boys) asked for dip for their veggies. I mixed about a cup of sour cream (all I had) with some dried minced onion, granulated onion, and a packet of G. Washington broth mix. They gobbled it up and begged for more, but I was out of sour cream!
** I used fresh peeled sweet potatoes, which I cut up and simmered and then baked with a glaze of sugar-free pancake syrup, clear maltitol syrup, and brown sugar-style maltitol sweetener.
Preparing this dinner would have been an absolute pleasure, except that I had surgery on my right knee less than three weeks ago, and managed to wrench the left knee this week so that it hurts more than the one that had surgery! So I was doing some serious hobbling about, and trying to take as few pain meds as possible.
I made the pies Wednesday night, since we were going to a family party on Thursday. The crust looked a little funny. I had replaced about 1/4 of the flour with buckwheat flour, in an attempt to raise the nutritional value and lower the glycemic load slightly. I also tweaked the pie crust recipe, combining two separate recipes, and the end result has the texture of pie crust and the taste of buckwheat pancakes! It sounds weird — and looks weird! — but no one said “blech” so I guess it was OK. For the pumpkin and buttermilk pies I just replaced the sugar with Splenda, using about 20% more than the recipe called for because Splenda tends to lose some of its sweetness when baked. It must have worked, because those pies vanished at an alarming rate. The apple and cherry pies used canned filling, and I still have about half of each left because my diabetic guests were avoiding the sugar in order to use their “carb choices” on starches.
Although I had saved some GF croutons (cut up from Thanksgiving dinner rolls that had baked a little too hard) in the freezer, I decided Christmas morning to stuff the turkey with a cornbread dressing. I had a pan of uncooked bread stuffing/dressing in the freezer from a couple weeks ago when I made my own belated Thanksgiving dinner while I was home from work due to the knee surgery. So having two kinds of dressing made sense. My cornbread recipe is simple — I use the Betty Crocker Cookbook and substitute Better Batter Gluten Free Flour for the 1/2 cup of all-purpose flour in the recipe. This is the same recipe I used to make the corn muffins just before dinner time.
While I prepared the cornbread dressing and stuffed the turkey, my downstairs neighbor kept me company and peeled the sweet potatoes. Then I sent the turkey downstairs with her to roast in her oven so that I could use mine for everything else. Alas — some day I will have my dream kitchen with two full-size ovens and six burners!
I cut up the sweet potatoes — dang, those things are tough to cut raw! — and put them on to simmer next to the pan with the turkey neck and giblets simmering for broth to thin the gravy. While I was on my feet, I decided to get the relish tray ready, so I hacked up a couple ribs of celery and some colorful bell peppers, and put them in a divided container with some baby carrots and stuck it in the fridge. Then I cut up the red potatoes, skin on, and left them sitting in a pot of cold water until I was ready to boil and mash them. I put the ham, tightly wrapped, in the oven at 250F to warm so that I could juggle it out of the oven later and then re-warm at the last minute. At that point I got a bit of a break so I could sit down, which was much appreciated by my knees. When the timer went off to check the sweet potatoes, hubby reported that they seemed to be softening so I told him to turn off the burner and leave them for me to deal with later.
Later arrived. I pulled the green beans out of the freezer, threw together a green bean casserole, and popped it in the oven. Then I started a glaze for the sweet potatoes using sugar-free pancake syrup, clear maltitol syrup, and some brown sugar-style maltitol sweetener. My diabetic friends might get a bit gassy from all that maltitol but it wouldn’t skyrocket their blood sugar! I drained the sweet potatoes and arranged them in a glass baking dish while the glaze simmered, then I spooned the glaze all over the sweet potatoes and put the dish in the oven beside the green bean casserole. Slivered almonds dry-toasted in a pan while I microwaved the other package of green beans, and then I tossed them together and left covered to be reheated at serving time. It was now after 3:30 and I took the time to get dressed so my guests wouldn’t arrive to find me still in my pajamas. (LOL) Once I was dressed, I put the potatoes on to boil, and when they were tender, I drained them and mashed them still in the pot with butter and a splash of milk.
It’s a good thing my friends operate on “delayed time”… I had said to arrive about 4:00 and it was more like 5:00 when people started getting here. The reason it’s a good thing is that the turkey still wasn’t done. We finally gave up on the pop-up timer and did the leg-wiggle test. It was done. By that time I had whipped up the veggie dip requested by the boys, and the corn muffins were coming out of the oven. Everything else got a last minute reheat while I made gravy and put salad in a serving bowl.
Finally it was dinner time. Everybody ate. Anybody who was still hungry ate more. If anyone didn’t get enough, it’s their own darn fault.
We packed up the to-go bag, and packed up leftovers, sat around talking and talking, and finally around 9:30 most everyone hit the road except for Kat, who stayed to help my hubby finish cleaning up as much as could be put in the dishwasher for a second load. They sent ME to bed to take my meds and get my legs elevated.
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a Good Night!