Thanksgiving is all about the familiar. If I ever came home to find a turkey roulade or basil-grilled-sweet-potato canapes on the table, I'd be devastated.

I second that. Nothing makes me happier than serving up OJ and homemade chicken soup to a friend who's under the weather.

Still haven't attempted ice cream, but I'm having the last of my strawberry yogurt popsicles for breakfast. That recipe made my summer.

I got a couple dozen metal skewers for a dinner party years ago (cheap, too -- I might have got them at China Fair, come to think of it). They go in the basket with the grill tools. Besides the no-...

Slow-cooked pork! Nice. I made exactly that few months ago and just used up my last single-serve packet to make a stir-fry. (With some farmers market green garlic, no less.) Guess it's time to brea...