easyblog SHOP TILL YOU DROP

Hell-o

to a new epawsode of Bacon’s and Fozzie’s SHOPPING AROUND THE WORLD.

This time we shopped stuff to make a thanksgiving meal. That’s not a howliday here, butt I grabbed the chance to get some turkey. My momma said because it says shopping around the world we will have a “cosmopolitan” meal with a little  uncommon  sidedishes to demonstrate that we are one world… sounds good, right?… butt it’s also because my mother can’t stand mashed potatoes, she is a picky thingy… and my dad is not allowed to come near mashed potatoes since he throw a firecracker in the mashed potato bowl… and NOT as he was a kid, he was adult that time … at least by age…

and so we decided to make turkey and   potato dumplings (recipe here) with a recipe from my mommas granny and red cabbage, prepared by Mr. Schlichting, ready to eat :o)
we need:

EGGS  pack with 10 pieces 1.19 euros = $$ 1.26

MILK 1 liter 0.66 euros = $$ 0.70

POTATOES 1 kilo  1.99 euros = $$ 2.11

RED CABBAGE  500 gram  2.49 = $$ 2.64

TURKEY 1 kilo 3.99 =$$ 4.24

My momma picked turkey OSSO BUCCO, because she thought 1 whole turkey is too much for only one Weimaraner. She has NO CLUE about my 7 stomachs… OSSOBUCCO is the meat around the long bones or the shanks and it’s cut in pieces…

furst we throw the meat in a roasting pan and we brown it with full speed ahead for some minutes while we preheat our oven.

then we open the window to find the way through our kitchen and  we place the pan in our pre heated oven. While the oven works we can peel the potatoes and then we cut them in pieces to boil them:

en passant we can open the bag with the red cabbage, put it in a pot and warm it up with low temperature, ours is ready to eat, you just have to warm it…

then we cut an ole baguette in small pieces what we roast with some butter in a pan….till our potatoes are ready.

after we removed the water from our potatoes we screamed for our dad who has to smash the cooked potatoes…. because my mom’s poor repaired  gripping device is no longer made for such jobs…

now we need some flour, cornstarch and two of our eggs what we mix with that smashed potatoes after they cooled down a little…

then we  wet our paws (noooo, you haven’t to wash them furst , they will be clean automatically now) grab some of that hot potato mash, put some of that roasted bread in the middle and form a ball what we throw in a pot with seeding water for 15 minutes…

while that dumplings wait in the seeding water we can prepare our meat with removing the bones  and we can prepare the gravy…

…it was an old custom in the house of my mommas granny that the bestest of the house got the leftovers of the roasted bread… so this time the bread goes… to my dad! ACK!

butt I’ve got some carrots instead and he NOT!

and I’ve got 3 small dumplings too…

just for me!  ha!

and I’ve got my plate furst…

my momma got only nekked dumplings with some red cabbage, while my daddy threw the turkey, the bread crumbs with the dumplings and the red cabbage in his 7 stomachs..

because this meal was made for me, my momma used no spices and therefore they had to throw the pepper and the salt later on their food.  My momma used Fleur de Sel from Camarque this time what’s a sacrilege in brittany, because we have our own salt pans here and we never use other salt than ours… and while we’re on it, salt is not always salt, if you can, use a fleur the sel no matter if breton or not, there is really a difference… trust me… even my momma failed as she wanted to show the opposite to the whole world …. and that means a lot when she is NOT right with something…

AND NOW: THE MISPURCHASE OF THE MONTH:

Well, ya know my mother is as crazy as a box of frogs and there is nothing what’s embarrassing enough fur her…

Look what she found as she waddled through her junkstore:

a passport what was between all that junk of a bargain bin. Furst my mother thought that someone threw his passport away or someone lost that thingy while fishing for trashures… and my mother thought she will inform the sales pawson… but while she turned to look for one of the junkstore staff she looked at that passport again and she noticed the emblem:

Who to hell has a BANANA in his national emblem? Cuba? Banana Republic? And while pondering about that problem, she grabbed the passport to take a look inside of that thingy…

…. and then the penny dropped… It was just a notebook butt made like a passport. And because the price was 1.20 euros ($$ 1.24) the passport landed in her shopping basket.

Because it’s from ABSURDISTAN and I think my momma would make a great citizen of that country…

HAVE A SUPER THANKSGIVING MENU ALL