My own version of Thanksgiving

We're having Thanksgiving dinner this year. Why? Good question. It's obviously not a Swedish holiday, that anyone here observes. At all. Most people have no idea that it even exists, or for that matter, what it consists of. But I *do* know, at least vaguely. I realise that it was, technically, Thanksgiving day yesterday, but a large dinner in the middle of the week didn't fit with my schedule.



So. Sunday it is. Invited: my parents, my sister �sa and her fiance Peter (who happens to be one of the best sushi chefs in Sweden), my sister Silvi and her daughter Malin, my brother Arno and his almost-daughter Emmy. And my own darling Per of course. Ten people. That's really, really stretching my capacity. Thank goodness there's a decent pizza place just a little bit from here.



Anyway. I'm relying largely on Nigella's latest cookbook, Feast. That may be a little bit dumb, considering she's not American. But then again, neither am I, so that's ok. I'm cooking a turkey, for the first time ever. It's huge. I wonder if it'll fit in my oven? Time will tell. I'm making cornbread-orange stuffing (the original recipe included cranberries too), green bean casserole with lemon, sweet potato gratin with mini-marshmallows (this is so tacky, but I thought it'd be fun to do something that at least I feel is SO American), roast potatoes (which I realise the pilgrims certainly didn't eat), gravy, cranberry sauce (actually lingonberry sauce, close enough) and.. yeah, I think that's it. I might make some extra cornbread muffins. Possibly a simple salad, too.



For dessert, I'm making a frozen cheesecake, flavored with lingonberries and cinnamon. It's a family favorite, and from a much-loved recipe, so I don't worry about that at all. The rest? Well, we'll see how well it all turns out :)