This was one of the things my wife made for Thanksgiving because I was on bird and mashed potatoes and broccolini duty. Come, I will conceal nothing: I had signed off on trying it politely as part of my husbandly duties right up to the first bite. I ate the whole thing and was kind of happy that there wasn’t more, because I would have made myself a pig over it.
She fiddled with the recipe, upping the butter, orange, and the syrup, skipping the pecan drizzle, substituting almonds for walnuts because I have an allergy, and adding cinnamon on the sensible theory that everything else in the recipe went well with the spice. All in all, it was delicious. I won’t mind having it again.
Moe Lane
PS: I decided not to take pictures of the food. Everything came out great and everybody else is showing off their food today anyway.