Thanksgiving One: Accounting Thanksgiving
In college, my audit class didn't want to "do anything" for our last class before the Thanksgiving break, so we convinced our professor to let us host an Accounting Thanksgiving during out class time. We've kept it going every year since then (Fall 2006 was the first year), and this year I got the opportunity to host.
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| Best looking hand turkey ever |
The main event was the beer-brined turkey, smoked on the Traeger grill. Without a doubt, one of the best turkeys I've ever had. I had the oven working overtime all morning and afternoon between my pumpkin and apple pies, dinner rolls, and a friends green bean casserole and dressing. The natural gas company owes me a thank you card this year.
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| Apple pie |
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| Pumpkin pie |
We had ten total guests, nine on this continent, and one Skyping in from China. Our little event has gone global.
Thanksgiving Two: Thanksgiving Prime
Five days later, Mary and I went over to my parents for Thanksgiving proper. I'm pretty sure I was still recovering from the previous festivities. I smoked a chuck of salmon on the Traeger (more of that to come!) and almost ate the whole thing before we left the house.
I made another apple pie too, accented with a touch of cardamon this time. Unfortunately, I did not get a picture as I was too busy eating brains and trying not to get shotgunned.
Thanksgiving Three: Bonus Thanksgiving
We capped the week off by hosting Mary's immediate family at our house. After running the Traeger through the first test with the smoked salmon, I went for it all with a full 17 pound turkey.
I tried to brine the turkey overnight in a plastic oven bag and since I didn't have a bucket large enough, I used a giant camping cooler. When I went to check on the brine in the morning, I found the brine in the cooler and the oven bag doing a great job of making sure that the turkey stayed dry. Wonderful. I glared at the hole in the corner of the bag, and hoped that it at least drained slowly enough to do some good overnight. Fortunatley, four hours of smoking in the Traeger will fix anything.
And pie.
I did not Traeger the pumpkin pie, but I can only infer that it would have tasted very acceptable.
--Isaac.






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