Burrata Pizza and Thanksgiving Thoughts

My two favorite holidays are Thanksgiving and Passover. No wonder! It is because I cook big meals for family and friends at both. I was just looking at my photographs from last year. Please, come reminisce with me…


I get plenty of pizza dough for the week from the local Italian market so I can make pizza with my nephews while they are here visiting. It has become a tradition. And late Friday night after Thanksgiving last year, the adults had burrata pizza with the remaining pizza dough as we relaxed and drank Champagne.
Another tradition we have here is called “Leftover Day.” Family and friends are invited to come by from 1 to 5 PM the day after the big feast to eat leftovers, drink Bloody Marys, and chill out. This year, I have a new basketball court so everyone can shoot some hoops! Whoo Hoo! We get a HoneyBaked Ham so if anyone is done with turkey, have ham! And everyone is encouraged to bring their leftovers. We heat them up and put them on the buffet too. Additionally this year I promised my brother I would have a panini maker, so we can make some awesome turkey or ham sandwiches with all those leftover goodies smashed and grilled together.

OK, back to burrata pizza. Top the dough with a mixture of olive oil, chopped parsley, and garlic, then sprinkle with Parmesan cheese. Bake until just slightly crispy, remove from the oven, then top with burrata. Big hit!

Ha! I am sending this photo to my blogger friend Sandi at Whistlestop Cafe Cooking for her Centerpiece of the Month Event. Every year this ROCK gets big laughs. Yes, it is just a rock I found on the beach but its place card gives everyone a good chuckle on Bird Day. To see some really beautiful centerpieces, do check out Sandi’s monthly event!

This is another laugh I get every year. I spend a good deal of time on the appetizers; including fine cheese platters, homemade dips, and barbecuing fresh oysters. But do you know what disappears first? Lil’ Smokies with two sauces: BBQ sauce and a blend of mustard and mayo. Some things never change. Maybe you have a similar experience?

This is another one of my photos from last year. My nephew Stone and my little pooch Mrs. O’Mally had a special connection. On this morning, Stone, in his pajamas, is just sitting on the couch rubbing her belly. She passed away on October 22, 2008. Everyone will miss her this year, I suspect Stone and myself most of all.

Here on the Saturday morning after Thanksgiving, Stone says goodbye to Mally as the family is getting ready to catch their plane back to Chicago. She was always so relaxed with him. He carried her around all week. It was a very special bond.
Wishing you all a wonderful holiday season this year. And to my blogger friends, I so look forward to reading about your holiday recipes and parties. Ah, Thanksgiving – I am so grateful for the reminder to give thanks for blessings great and small.

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32 thoughts on “Burrata Pizza and Thanksgiving Thoughts”

  1. Lol…luv the rock…I’d be in stiches and then back to nibbling on the weenies.

    Funny how we used to love the holidays for toys and gifts and now it’s about the dinner?

  2. wow… the pizza looks great, and i love the smokies too… and the best of all, i love the idea of your left-over day… thanks for sharing… ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. That pizza looks delicious! And what a great idea to have everyone bring their leftovers on Friday. I think I’ll start that here!

  4. I want a piece of that pizza right now! I don’t think we can get burrata around here; I’ll have to investigate, though. I’d love to try it.

    What a fab centerpiece, really great. And your day-after T-day plans sound fun; I might have to steal your Bloody Mary idea. ๐Ÿ˜‰

    How true about the Li’l Smokies: I think I do have something like that. There’s a spread I make, just cream cheese and jar of Kraft Old English with a little Worcestershire whipped in; that always goes before anything else if I have family over!

    So sweet, your nephew with Mrs. O’Mally. Both of those photos are priceless. So poignant now . . . again, I feel for you on your loss.

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