Scallops. They fancy. Reserved for black tie, white tablecloth affairs. Pure indulgence, right?
Right… except that they’re actually quite affordable if you make them yourself and they take – for real – a few minutes to prepare.
Now, you could always just sear them off with salt and pepper and call it a day. Delicious! But you could also take an extra minute to salvage all that browned goodness in the pan and create a nice sauce. Let’s do it!
Do you ever find yourself thinking, “Oh yeah! I forgot how much I love (insert random thing here)!”
I do this quite often. It could be the random article of clothing that got stuffed in the back of the closet, a book I read halfway through before getting distracted… It happens. But for me it mostly happens with food. On the never-ending quest for new ingredients, techniques and flavors, some of them inevitably get left in the dust.
Today I’m resurrecting one of my forgotten loves from last year: roasted grapes!
I love a good appetizer. They set the mood for your tastebuds and get you excited for the meal to come.
And if they’re wrapped in prosciutto, well… that’s just icing on the cake! Or ham on the meatball. Either way.
These meatballs were crafted with Thanksgiving in mind. I stuffed some of those familiar flavors from the big meal into one hearty bite!
I say hearty because this is one of those appetizers that straddles the line between being a respectable two-biter or a mildly ridiculous one-biter. I say go for it, all in one bite. It’s Thanksgiving! Your family doesn’t mind.
It seems like everyone is totally on top of their Thanksgiving game this year. I keep hearing about menus that are fully planned out, pie dough made and frozen, and cute little place cards cut, stamped and tied with a bow.
Normally I would fall into this group (although I’ve never gotten as far as place cards), but this year is a bit different. This being our first Thanksgiving that’s “just the two of us,” hubs and I decided to go out for Thanksgiving dinner. Yes – to a restaurant! AH!!
Has anyone done this before? Are we allowed to do this?? It feels a little odd… so to ease my nerves I made this over-the-top, show-stopping dessert hoping that you might make it for your family on turkey day. I just have to know that somewhere in the world someone is staring at this pie, bug-eyed, asking just like my brother-in-law, “How many of these can I have???”