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The Weekly Newsletter |
Menus and Stories for November 1 - 6, 2004
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| Our house-smoked Cold Mountain Trout. (yum!) |
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What's in this issue: |
1. YUM!
2. What's in this issue
3. Webster's
4. Dinners to go
6. Casserole of the week
7. YUM!
8. A Note from Laurey
9. Happy Hallowe'en
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| Just in time |
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| Webster's is a small, family run establishment in Alabama which cans produce in the old-fashioned way. We have all the pickled items you might like for a good old New England Relish Tray. Pickled Beets, Green Beans, Baby Corn, tiny Gherkins. All pretty. All good. Help yourself. |
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The nightly dinners for the week (Call 252-1500 to order) |
Dinners-to-go are available Monday through Friday.
Here's how it works:
Just call us in the morning and we'll take your order for that night's meal. Then come back between 4:30 and 6:00 to pick up your dinner - all ready in a heatable container. Simple, yes?
Monday November 1 Rosemary Roasted Chicken and Gingered Carrots 9.50 **
Tuesday November 2 Pan-fried Sole with Wild Rice Pilaf 11.00
Wednesday November 3 BBQ Beef Ribs with New Potatoes 10.25
Thursday November 4 Turkey Meatballs with Cranberry Chutney 9.75
Friday November 5 Wild Alaskan Salmon Filet Marengo-Style 13.25
** - this means low-carb. Hope it helps you.
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Dinners to go for the whole month |
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| The Casserole of the Week |
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Casseroles are made each Wednesday.
Call to order on Tuesday if you can.
Orders will be ready on Wednesday between 4:30 and 6:00.
Order a full pan for 9 (or so) or a half pan for 4 or 5.
Wednesday, November 3
Seafood Cottage Pie with Gremolata
Full 40.00
Half 20.0
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YUM!!! |
| Skewered New Potatoes with a Warm Cheddar Dipping Sauce (zounds!) |
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| Thanksgiving Dinner to Go (a preview) |
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Yup - we're cooking Thanksgiving Dinner to Go again this year. As always, we make these meals on Thanksgiving Eve and have them all ready for you to pick up in reheatable containers. We make the whole dinner for one or two or three or, well, for twenty, if you wish.
(We give clear instructions too.)
Keep us in mind if you are someone who does not enjoy the cooking. Fortunately for you, WE do!
Here's this year's menu:
Grilled Artichokes and Mushrooms
with a Lemon Cream
served with Roasted Garlic Crostini
Blueberry Hill Turkey and Stuffing:
made with Fresh Herbs of the Season
Gravy (of course!)
Creamy Mashed Yukon Gold Potatoes
Sweet Potato Rounds broiled with Apricots
Broccoli and Pearl Onions with Browned Butter
Cranberry Orange Pecan Bread
Jubilee Chutney
Pumpkin Pie
Elsie's Apple Cream Pie
Price per person 26.25 (+ tax)
Please call to place your order by
Friday, November 19 if you possibly can.
(252-1500.)
We'll have your dinner ready to pick up on
Wednesday, November 24
between 3 and 5:00.
Cheers! |
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Roasted Fall Vegetables - (so pretty) |
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| A Note from Laurey |
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October 30, 2004
Halloween is one of those markers which slam me back to another time. I can’t help it. It just happens. I was just sitting here thinking about never having been really big on Halloween when, with a jolt, I remembered that that is not true.
I’m not much of a fan of dressing up, this is true. I prefer documentaries to fantasy, non-fiction to novels. My favorite costume, for the past ten years or so, has been a button that says, “This IS my costume.” I keep it carefully in a basket on my dresser, bringing it out every year. I HAVE gone to costume parties, and I HAVE enjoyed myself, but someone once told me that one should dress as one wants to be the next year, so after hearing that, I almost always wear a plaid flannel shirt and blue jeans. I mean, I want to be comfortable next year and I can’t think of anything more comfortable than blue jeans and a flannel shirt. (What if that person was right? What if I dressed up as a monster and then, next year, BECAME one? This is the kind of chance I am reluctant to take.)
My mother made me a clown costume when I was in first grade. It itched terribly. The elastic around the neck and wrist cuffs pinched and was awfully uncomfortable. But I loved that costume. It was bright yellow and orange and had a pointed hat that went with it. I loved that it was a hand made costume. (We, I’m sorry to say, made fun of the costumes that came in a box.) I stayed small throughout grade school and was able to be that same clown for all six grades. The sameness was a comfort. I never felt drawn to change. I could wear my regular clothes to school, carrying the clown outfit. When party time came, I could put the costume on over my clothes and then, after the cupcakes were all eaten, could just take it off and be back to my checkered shirt and blue jeans. It was perfect.
We had a guest at Blueberry Hill who worked for the Hallmark Card company. One year she sent us an elaborate crepe paper centerpiece on each of the major holidays. Halloween came first for her that year. A week ahead of the day we received a big box that contained a frighteningly realistic witch, all made of paper. Her nose hooked down, drooping from her wrinkled face. Her fingers wrapped around a broom stick, and her black hat perched on top of her hair. She terrified me, but I did have a bit of a thrill each year as we unpacked her and put her in the middle of our big kitchen table. The comfort of the sameness was clear. Halloween. The witch. The same. Good.
I guess that I like hearing about elaborate costumes. One friend of mine who lives in Boston tells of a friend of hers who won a major costume contest each year with his inventions. One year he came as a buffet, hiding his body underneath a rolling cart. His head pushed through in one spot and, with an apple in his mouth, he became the focal point of the platters and bowls of elegant foods. Sort of like a suckling pig, you know. And one year he came as a fountain, painting his whole body to look like marble, running a tiny tube up his leg so that, poised, he sprayed water from his mouth into the kiddy pool that was his platform. Amazing.
This year I’m going to put on my button, my plaid shirt, my jeans, my sneakers. I’ll be perfectly clad to greet all the souls who might be hovering around. I suspect I’ll howl at the moon a bit, if the opportunity arises. And I’ll smile, thinking of all the goblins and taffeta-clad ballerinas that are out prowling around. More power to ‘em.
Talk to you next week.
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Happy Hallowe'en |
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Contact Info: |
Laurey@laureysyum.com
828-252-1500
67 Biltmore Avenue
Asheville, NC 28801 |
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