No turkey here.
In it’s place, a pair of Cornish game hens from our local Times Supermarket, thawed, butterflied, marinated in fresh lemon from a tree in our front yard, olive oil, garlic, dried rosemary, salt and pepper. When the grill was hot, two red potatoes went on first, rubbed with olive oil and salt, along with two beautiful apple bananas from the yard of friends in Kaaawa. The bananas were in foil, the potatoes on baking rods for uniform cooking. Then the game hens went on the grill for about 25 minutes.
The result was a feast, although we split one of the game hens and have the other for a second meal. Butter available for the potato and banana, canned cranberry sauce, leftover stuffing from an earlier night, along with leftover wine that proved to be insufficient and another bottle was required.
No extra charge for the cat. That’s Ms. Kiko, hoping for a feline friendly Thanksgiving.
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Sounds delicious
The combination of tastes worked well. And it wasn’t too hard to coordinate it all, with the grill at the center of the universe.
Looks great! We had take out “local grinds.” Was ono.