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"Smothered
Turkeys Christmas"
My
friend Barbara Hampton hired Chef Maurice
to stew her bird every
Christmas. He didn't say much and spent
hours in the kitchen simmering his special sauce over a low flame.
One year Chef Maurice's sleeve caught fire and the fowl had
the distinct taste of burnt cotton, but he
spiked the cranberry sauce so no one minded
much. He eventually retired after making a fortune with his Chef Maurice
Smothered Sauce franchise.
From that Christmas on, Barbara's family
dined on pressed turkey sandwiches and Hostess Snowballs stuffed
with ice cream, the only holiday dishes
she knew how to prepare.
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