Procrastinator’s Thanksgiving Guide

thanksgiving-montageYou have about 144 hours until the big day. The Super Bowl of holidays. The highest of High Holy Food Days. And we’ve been slamming you with recipes both brand-new and beloved for the past several weeks. But have you been listening? If you’re like me, the answer is a resounding “NO!” I’m only now starting to figure out what the hell I’m going to make next week. (We’re lucky because we have it easy this year—we’re guests of our friends Matty and Janet, as we alternate being hosts each year. But we have our dear friend Nora coming for the holiday. She’s from Uruguay, and this is her first New England Thanksgiving. How can I possibly NOT make something, right?!)

So to help me, and all you other procrastinators, we’ve put together this quick reference guide for all things Thanksgiving, including recipes for everything. Including how to buy a turkey, how to deal with Thanksgiving disasters, and, the biggest question of all, where in hell is the thickest part of the thigh? Happy, happy. Gobble, gobble. Now go grocery shop, for God’s sake. Read more »

Tomato and Goat Cheese Cobbler

Tomato and Goat Cheese Cobbler Recipe

Baker and author Zoe Nathan says that this cherry tomato and goat cheese cobbler recipe is one of her favorite summer breakfasts. I get that. I do. Tomato, thyme, goat cheese—all warm-weather flavors. And though neither The One nor I are big fans of tomatoes for breakfast, we’ve already found plenty of non-morning ways to serve this spectacular gem of a recipe.

One such occasion was last night, when we whipped this up to usher in our first autumn dinner. (Even though, seasonally speaking, we have seven more days until fall, the weather in Roxbury this weekend had us reaching for sweatshirts and scarves as we sat around the fire pit.) The cobbler was pretty in our fresh-off-the-assembly-line Fiesta bowls in lemongrass, scarlet, lapis, and shamrock. It was the opening act for a superb fennel-crusted roast pork loin with apples and onions. Read more »

Riding Off Into the Sunrise

Scottish Sunrise

Flying, for me, is just a couple of electrodes and a wet sponge away from capital punishment. At 315 pounds, I’m not a good passenger. You wouldn’t be either, if you had to wedge your fat ass into a seat made for one of those heroin-chic Calvin Klein models from the ’90s. And can someone please tell me what the hell is the problem with giving a guy a break and adding a few extra inches of seat belt? I can’t imagine the world’s economy would collapse over four inches of woven polyamide in dystopian gray. Read more »

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