for healthy, happy holidays!
Sorry for the screaming caps of the title but it’s not often I get the chance to give back to you, lovely readers, and this makes me very excited.
(it could also be the four cups of coffee ingested before 9am, but we’ll skim over that)
When the lovely Brianna of Flippin Delicious got in touch and asked if I’d be interested in helping her give away some copies of her cookbook A Perfect Paleo Thanksgiving, I accepted immediately.
The book was created by Brianna, her mother and sister. Everything in there is grain-free, sugar-free and gluten-free, so it’s a good choice for anyone fretting over how to have a holiday feast without ruining your diet.
chocolate cream pie…oh yeah
You’ll find recipes for appetizers, mains, side dishes and desserts. These include Creamy Green Bean Casserole with Bacon, Apple Crisp, Lemon Meringue Pie and a Crustless Pecan Pie that I have my eye on for my own feast (we may not be American, but hubs and I are big fans of holiday meals).
the cheesy, bacon-y, green bean casserole
A Perfect Paleo Giveaway
Now onward with the giveaway!
If you’d like a copy of the Perfect Paleo Thanksgiving ebook, leave a comment below about your favourite thanksgiving memory. You can also head on over to my facebook page and leave your comment on the wall there, if that’s easier.
I’m not looking for any essays here, it’s not an English Lit class. Just a few words about a memorable thanksgiving moment will suffice. Spoiler: you’ve a better chance of winning if it makes me laugh.
The giveaway will end at midnight EST Saturday November 17th when I’ll choose three winners and send them the book via email.
G’luck!
A Perfect Paleo Thanksgiving is available for purchase as an ebook for the bargain price of $3, you can also grab a kindle version from Amazon. If you’re interested in Brianna and her story, please check out her blog here and like the facebook page here.
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I will need to check out that book.
My favorite thanksgiving memory is well…all of them. I love thanksgiving.
Oh good… so I’m not the only one who looks at how early in the morning it is and the fact that I’ve already had intake of coffee that some people don’t drink in a week! 😉
What a fun giveaway 🙂 My favorite Thanksgiving memory is actually the one and only time I’ve ever made a sports bet. My Great-Uncle wanted to make a fun wager for $1 with me over the Thanksgiving football (American) game. I was like 10 or 11 yrs. old. I picked the Minnesota Vikings because I liked their pretty purple jerseys. Well, always pick pretty when betting on sports is the lesson learned. They won and I got myself a dollar! Happy Thanksgiving to me 🙂
Kenley
Thanks for linking to Flippin Delicious. Now I have another blog in my bookmarks for great food ideas.
My favorite Thanksgiving memory was when I was about 7 years old. My family was supposed to go to my grandmothers house which was a 2 hour drive away, but we woke up to a blizzard and sadly the trip was cancelled. I was sad because my grandma made the best oatmeal cookies ever and I just knew there would be a warm batch and hot chocolate waiting for us.
Of course, my parents had made no plans for making Thanksgiving dinner and this was back when there were no 24/7/365 stores so we were just out of luck. But my mom, who grew up in Southern California, had just bought everything needed to make tamales, so we had a Cal/Mex fiesta for dinner that night.
From that Thanksgiving forward we always included tamales in our typically Midwestern Thanksgiving dinner.
My favorite memory was the year that my grandfather helped my grandmother take the turkey out of the oven and dropped it on the floor. The roasting pan landed right side up but the turkey bounced out and slid across the floor. We had fun picking up the pieces and washing grease of the walls. We laughed about that for years!
Favorite thanksgiving memory…. every year after dinner my grandpa, dad, and I walk down to the national capitol and back. It’s nice to spend time with the guys plus walk off some of that stuffing!
My favorite memory, or at least one I’m not allowed to forget, was the second time I ever made a turkey. We were having a pot luck Thanksgiving of sorts, a motley crue of people who didn’t have family nearby…so we made our own family. I was in charge of the turkey, voluntarily even! I had made a wonderful turkey the year before so I used the same recipe. We were due at the host’s house an hour ago and my turkey popper (the done indicator) hadn’t popped yet! I left it for another half hour and decided that the popper was defective. We loaded ourselves and the turkey into the car, raced over to our friends and the host started to carve the turkey. First he found the bag of giblets (liver, heart, neck and miscelaneous other parts) which I had searched the cavity for! I knew they left that stuff in the cavity but they had tricked me, it was tucked under the tail (I didn’t even know turkey’s had tails, unfair!) Then we discovered the popper was not defective, the turkey was undercooked…so we enjoyed side dishes, good company and lots of pie. It’s brought up every so often….
all of my thanksgivings were the same and i absolutely loved them. me and the entire fam sitting around 2 tables just laughing and talking. For a several years I was the only grandchild and i always spent my the first 10 min or so trying to convince my grandfather to stop smoking. the family always thought it was funny but i was adamant. i loved the good old days
Perhaps not my favorite Thanksgiving, but certainly a memorable one: years ago my mom-in-law made the Thanksgiving feast: turkey that was cooked until there was not a drop of moisture left; cabbage cooked in just plain water with no spices whatsoever, carrots that ressembled rubber and broccoli that had cooked so long that it practically turned white. Needless to say, nobody asked for seconds 😛 I’m happy to report though that she has since become a much better cook!
My favorite Thanksgiving memory is from ten years ago this year. During basic training, our platoon was assigned KP (kitchen patrol) on Thanksgiving Day. It was the one day that everyone else was allowed to rest, relax, and have fun. Initially, we were disappointed that we couldn’t join everyone else, and the thought of serving others and their families while they enjoyed themselves seemed to make it worse. However, it ended up being one of the best days of my life. We went into the day and began enjoying ourselves, getting to know one another even more, and bonding over wearing hairnets and sneaking cookies from the back. Some of my best friends were made in that time- friends who would go through many trials over the next ten years- love, loss, war, sickness, miracles, and many more. That day sticks in my mind as a day when a group of people who barely knew each other became lifelong friends, bonding over serving others. I love them dearly and this holiday has special meaning.
That sounds like the best Thanksgiving ever. You are so lucky to have had that experience. Thanks for your service and I hope this Thanksgiving is special for you too.
A few years ago, my husband and I decided we had to earn our Thanksgiving meal. We stuck the turkey in the oven and went for a 16 mile hike on the trails. Since then it became tradition to do a crazy workout for every holiday in order to earn our meals. I love starting new traditions!
My junior year in college I lived in Madrid, Spain, so for Thanksgiving several of us decided to make Thanksgiving dinner and invite all of our Spanish friends. The Spaniards were a little bewildered at the whole ordeal of it all–they couldn’t believe the amount of food we had prepared, and they were all thoroughly underwhelmed at the fact that we had cooked a turkey, which they found to be totally unappetizing. (It is actually amazing that we found a turkey to cook–we’d had to search all over the city to find a place that actually sold turkey!) All of us Americans, however, we quite pleased with ourselves, as for most of us (all at 20-22yrs old) it was the first time we’d prepared our own Thanksgivings, without the help of our parents, etc. Definitely a Thanksgiving I’ll never forget!
Well my most memorable Thanksgiving was unfortunately not my best. As an every year tradition, my husband’s employer gave him a frozen turkey for our Thanksgiving celebration. The next day I did the usual preparing and cooking of the turkey. As the turkey cooked I noticed a strange odor coming from the kitchen. As the turkey cooked the smell became stronger. I told my husband I thought the turkey was rotten because it was smelling so bad it was about to make me sick. He too was thinking the same thing. So, we decided not to eat the turkey and I told him to take it out to the back yard and bury it because I did not want any stray animals eating it and getting sick. Like a the good husband he is, he did as I requested. As we start the preparation of the rest of the meal, my stove top stops working and after doing some investigating it turns out we just buried a perfectly good turkey in the back yard cause the smell was burning wires in the fuse box.
Lol!! What a great story! Lucky dogs.
My family is all about thanksgiving! Mom, my brother, and I all cooking in my mom’s small country kitchen! Watching the Macy’s day parade, playing with the dogs outside, throwing some Frisbee or playing catch outside, shooting targets in the pasture with the dad and the boys… Family. Food. Fun… That’s what I love about thanksgiving! Oh… and pumpkin pie! 😉
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