Mmmmmm, the rich fragrance of gooey, smouldering, sizzling, and eventually flaming cheese-like substance wrapped so delicately in plastic--or maybe that's the "cheese" itself--searing ever so elegantly atop the grill. Two years ago the waft of this aroma sent my stomach turning. Fortunately, this year I was further along in my pregnancy--12 weeks instead of 5--allowing me to partake whole-heartily in my family's annual "Cheese Races", no nausea sending me to the bench!
Cheese Races, simply put, is a double elimination competition in which two contestants participate at a time. At the count of 3, each contestant throws their piece of cheese ("cheese" is debatable here, as the four choices in "cheese" all consist of individually-wrapped cheese impersonators, a.k.a American cheese). When both pieces of cheese land in their strategically-chosen destinations atop the grill, contestants cheer on their brave little cheese to see who's will inflate (yes...inflate), and lift all four corners of plastic off the grill grates first, proclaiming that round's winner.
Held back by no nausea this year, I took championship cheese racer status! Along with an extravagant trophy!Cheese Races are just one of my family's quirky yet brilliant traditions we have adopted over the past years, integrated into our week-long celebration of Thanksgiving, otherwise known in my family as "Turkey Pallooza".
Now I know, we're about a week out from Christmas and I am just now making my Thanksgiving post, what's with that? Well, with this little being growing inside of me and concurrently embezzling all of my energy, everything around here gets accomplished a bit slower these days. Well, except for entering rooms. Thanks to my ever-expanding babybump I now enter the threshold of rooms a nano-second quicker than the rest of my body. Now that's productivity!
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| Grayson adds an addition mystery ingredient, cheetos. |
Another one of my family's Turkey Palooza traditions is the ever-famous cooking competition. This contest is based off of the BravoTV television series, Top Chef. A couple of days before the competition, each contestant pulls a plastic knife out of our styrofoam knife block. Each knife has written upon it a mystery ingredient. These ingredients range from quite useful with a little bit of creativity, to downright awful. This year's lot fared well, leaving me with a pomegranate-raspberry vinaigrette. However, upon opening the bottle I wondered how well I had actually fared, finding my vinaigrette a bit ripe--fermented, in fact. That was a tad too far for a "mystery" ingredient; I was allowed to replace my vinaigrette with a fresh bottle form the supermarket. Other mystery ingredients included marshmallows, tikka masala curry sauce, meatless chili beans, wasabi peas, and brie cheese, to name a few.
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| Zeke helps Grandpa mix ingredients |
We then have a day to research, make a meal plan and purchase any additional ingredients we may need. On Saturday we have meal time and judging set for 4:00pm. There is usually a slow hum in the kitchen all day long, but at about 2:00pm, things begin to buzz as competitors grasp, wrestle and grapple for available pots, pans, tools and stove burners.
My mom was the wisest one in this arena, as she obtained a small electric burner and set-up kitchen camp in a back hallway, staying clear of the chaos and confusion in the main kitchen. Although, she did look a bit suspicious in the dimly-lit stairway cooking, well, who knew what!What most concerned me this year during the competition was the fact that Mike, who had ended up with marshmallows and beef bacon, had completed the preparation AND cooking of his meal the night before. As each of us rushed around and pushed our way through the frantic kitchen on Saturday, Mike sat and enjoyed some beer, his meal long accomplished. It wasn't his efficiency that scared me, it was the idea of a secret dish comprised of beef bacon and marshmallow hidden somewhere within the house, requiring no refrigeration or heating before being served. Sick.
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| The action intensifies as 2:00pm rolls around. Andi almost sets her hot oil on fire. A recap of her oil fire from a couple of years ago during the same competition... |
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| Now Gray gets some kitchen tips from Zeke |
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| Ian prepares an array of veggies for his Chicken Fried Rice with Wasabi Peas Two Ways |
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| Dad re-hydrates his frozen breaded corn dogs....spreading a bit of concern throughout the kitchen... |
The past two years I have had to plan more strategically for my cooking time in the competition, in order to assure no needy toddler (wonderful as he is) at my feet as I readied my ingredients and hustled around the workspace. And so I very carefully planned Ezekiel's nap time for 1:30, when I could begin prepping my veal breast to slow-cook in white wine. After rubbing the veal in salt, pepper, and a savory spice mix, I browned it in its own fat trimmings (hey, all wholesome eating is off for this competition!). I then slow-cooked the roast for about a hour in white wine. I was pleasantly surprised, as I had never before attempted to cook veal, to find it quite tender once finished. I wrapped the roast in tinfoil and set it aside, and then began to cook down the white wine and veal juices, adding my pomegranate vinaigrette to make a new dressing all my own. With 5 minutes left on the clock, I sliced my veal roast, laid it atop a bed of fresh spring mix, and topped it with some smoked Gouda cheese, fresh pomegranate pearls, and my pomegranate-infused dressing. Beautiful, and done on time!
With all creations spread across the table, our bellies grumbled in anticipation, and possibly some apprehension, at the plates set before us. Each contestant received a scoring sheet, with which we would rate each competitors dish on a number scale according to overall flavor, creativity of mystery ingredients, and presentation (which included an oral explanation of the dish) No one left the table hungry, which is a good sign that most of the food was indeed edible. Actually, it ends up I come from a family of very creative chefs. Each year I am impressed by the display of artistry and ingenuity displayed in how each person utilizes their ingredients into a surprising and, most of the time, pleasant dish!
Just some of this year's completed dishes included: Fried ravioli with meat sauce dipped in Baked Brie, Lamb burgers with a spicy Tiki Massala Curry Sauce, Chili with Fried Gnocchi Fritters, and Inside-Out Fried Dumplings.
Sadly, the Lynums did not place in the top rankings this year. I blame it on my rusty cooking skills due to the pregnancy and not having touched a pot or pan in the weeks leading up to this great competition. Grayson and I indeed ended up on the bottom half of the ranks. There's always next year--and I'll be ready!
More surprising, however, was that Mike with his pre-prepared beef bacon and marshmallow concoction claimed first place! And it was the first-ever attempt in our cooking competition history at a dessert! It may have been the pregnancy, but the bacon-hot sauce-infused fudge layered atop the rice crispy with chunks of beef bacon bits, all topped off with a toasted marshmallow left me picking left overs from others' plates.
Thanks mom and dad.
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| Ezekiel's Great-Grandpa reading him a story |
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| Gram with her great-granddaughter, Hanna |
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| Ian and Andi help mom begin baking her array of pies for Thanksgiving (She makes one for each person) |
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| Zeke hanging out with his second cousins who came to visit for a day |
