I’m taking it easy today and am having a long, vigorous walk along Lake Michigan, followed by a shower and then dinner. Turkeys are too big for me (I wonder if those Butterball 20-pounders will go unsold this year), and so I am having a Jewish Thanksgiving: pork roast.
On the side there will be fresh biscuits and local tomatoes. But this modest meal will be washed down with a very fancy wine—the real centerpiece of the meal. It’s a great Rioja, a 2011 Prado Enea Rioja Gran Riserva from Bodegas Muga, which I bought as a three-pack (in a wooden box with a decanter included) for a pretty penny several years ago. This is the last bottle of the three, and believe me, it’s ethereal. In fact, the food is just a vehicle to get this wine down:
Normally I’d be sharing this bottle with guests, but guests are rarer than hen’s teeth this year and so this puppy is ALL MINE. I’ll drink half tonight and half tomorrow.
Of course the purpose of this post is to find out what everyone else is eating and drinking, on the holiday. If you’re not American, though, you’re probably not celebrating.