Thanksgiving Feast. Or An auspicious time to begin writing on food.

As we race headlong into the holiday season and the dawning of a new year, we focus on family, giving, sharing thanks, and quite importantly, good food. This seems to be an excellent time to begin a blog discussing the merits of eating well, and my desire to do so, consistently.

As I enter this time of year and my own new chapter of life, in Atlanta, Georgia, I decided to celebrate these moments by inviting family to my home and hosting my first Thanksgiving feast.

Brunch: Those of you who know me well will not be surprised to learn that we started with Brunch. In a slight nod to the cuisine of the southern United States we began our day with Fried Green Tomatoes Eggs Benedict.




Once the time came to prepare dinner, we kept our bellies occupied with wine and some roasted fennel topped with Parmesan cheese.

The main course began with a warm frieze salad dressed with bacon and blue cheese.


Then it was on to our entree.


Wild mushroom and aged provolone turkey roulade.






This was topped with a cranberry pomegranate sauce and served along side some sauteed Brussels sprouts



and some butternut squash gnocchi.

It was, probably, the best meal I've ever been a part of preparing.

After resting up, drinking some more wine, and a fierce interlude to attack some dishes, we tucked into a sweet potato pecan pie (courtesy of Mom) with freshly whipped cream.

(if you can, note the Terra Trace, O-1 crew in the picture)

I would like to extend unending thanks to the two best sous chefs you could ask for. I had no idea how ambitious it all was and could never have pulled it off without the help of Mom and Cheryl. Major points to you two for hand whipping the cream!

It was an amazing holiday and a wonderful meal.

Now, what to cook?