Surrounded
by an array of Christmas décor; seeing homes lit with Santa and his reindeer
propped up on the front lawn; driving through the park to view the Festival of
Lights; picking out the perfect tree; waking early for door buster holiday bargains;
employees with red hats; stockings on the walls; Christmas caroling outside the
front door; wrapping boxes filled with Christmas gifts; listening to various
holiday tunes; watching Christmas movies; attending holiday parties, concerts,
and church services; children excited about Santa visiting their homes; family
and friends visiting for the holidays...all things that remind you it’s Christmas
time! These are also the things we missed this holiday season, but as always,
we made the most of it and brought our holiday spirit to Algiers.
Just
as it was for Thanksgiving, we shared Christmas Day with the Marines and my friend
Nicole. Instead of cooking dinner this time, we decided to have a Christmas brunch.
I thought it would be a nice way to start the morning off. We could then have
the late afternoon and evening to relax. Also, I figured it would be way less
work than preparing a big dinner. I was completely wrong about that last
assumption.
A
couple of weeks prior I explored my recipe binder for brunch ideas. One of the
challenges with breakfast dishes is timing. Most great breakfast dishes are
best served fresh and hot. No one wants reheated eggs, potatoes, and meat; although
I’m positive our guests would have eaten it regardless. An ideal dish was a
casserole. After a little searching, I found a great Country Breakfast
Casserole recipe. I would cook that, grits with cheese, and biscuits. I debated
about doing a French toast casserole to have something sweet, but the more and
more I thought about it, I knew the perfect sweet to end the meal would be
Cinnamon Rolls. Plus, I’d been craving Cinnamon Rolls for the past few months. My
brunch menu was set. It would be a breeze, or so I thought.
Is
it true that no holiday overseas is complete without a snafu or two? If so,
then ours started off just right. Two days before Christmas, Douglas noticed
our drinks from the refrigerator were not as cold as they are usually. At first we thought the temperature needed to
be adjusted. But by that night we both concluded our fridge was not working
properly. The timing couldn’t have been worse! Since Christmas Eve was declared
a holiday the embassy would be closed and no one would be available to fix or
replace our refrigerator until after Christmas. This would not have been an
inconvenience if we weren’t having Christmas brunch at our place. Ugh!
Fortunately the Marine House is very close. They have four refrigerators with
plenty of room to spare.
On
Christmas Eve I found myself in the kitchen around 10:00 a.m. with a list of
everything that needed to be prepped. Once complete I carried those items to
the Marine House. Preparation in cooking
(and life in general) truly does set a person up for success. First I began
scrubbing the dirt off of approximately twenty potatoes. Thankfully Douglas
volunteered to help with this part. He washed the potatoes while I peeled them.
Then he sat down at the kitchen table and shredded each potato that would
later become hash browns. He did this while watching sports on TV, of course. I
might not have been able to listen to music as I usually do while in the
kitchen, but that was easy to sacrifice for his much needed assistance. The potatoes
here hold a tremendous amount of liquid. Actually, almost all the vegetables
are that way. When we tried to make Hash Browns a few days before, they came
out very mushy. Douglas realized he needed to squeeze all the liquid out of
them first to prevent the soggy texture. Douglas wringed them out with his hand, and
then patted them dry with paper towels. The entire process took about two
hours.
Meanwhile,
I gathered my ingredients to make cinnamon rolls. Since I eat gluten-free and
so does my friend Nicole, I also made a batch of gluten-free cinnamon rolls.
This meant more labor, but it would be well worth it. I prepared the regular
cinnamon rolls the day prior so they could sit in the fridge overnight. Doing
so apparently gives the dough a refined texture when baked the next day. As for the gluten-free cinnamon
rolls, I saved those for Christmas morning. Gluten-free baked goods do not often
taste as great the next day. I didn’t want to take any chances.
Making
cinnamon rolls were not as hard as I thought. The dough was extremely pliable for
stretching out and rolling. However, the gluten-free dough was completely
opposite. It was exceedingly sticky and difficult to roll into a cylinder shape.
Below are a few pictures of the fun and at times messy process.
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| Douglas caught a pic of me kneading the dough |
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| Dough set aside for 3 hrs. It rose pretty well. |
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| Regular dough rolled out - nice & smooth |
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| Regular dough covered with Cinnamon/sugar filling |
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| easy roll, mess free |
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| gluten-free dough rolled on wax paper covered with rice flour |
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| Gluten-free dough. Had to use additional flour to prevent sticking |
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| Messy, messy - flour was everywhere |
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| Regular rolls cut up and set aside to rise |
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| GF rolls covered with plastic to rise & Regular rolls after being proofed in the oven |
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While
the dough was rising for 2 ½ hours, I assembled the ingredients to make biscuits.
Just as I did with the cinnamon rolls, I made both regular and gluten free biscuits.
Again, more labor, but well worth it! Since I’ve made biscuits several times
before, I was able to move fairly quickly through this step. I wrapped all the
biscuits in saran wrap and set them aside for refrigeration. The gluten-free
biscuits did not call for regular milk like the normal biscuits. They instead called
for heavy whipping cream and half and half. In the states I could have walked
into the grocery store, gone to the cold section and grabbed a container of
both heavy whipping cream and half and half off the shelf. Not in Algiers! The
only thing they had on the shelf was whipping cream. Would you believe the
whipping cream cost 720 dinar, equal to over $9.00? Yes, it was way more
expensive than in the states! Even though it was not the “heavy” kind, I
used it anyway. As for the half and half, I did a Google search on how to make
your own. It was extremely easy. I just mixed regular milk with the whipping
cream and there was my half and half. By the time I finished making both types
of biscuits, washed and dried the dirty dishes, nearly three hours had passed. Did
I forget to mention we do not have a dishwasher? That is one item I no longer
believe to be a luxury for someone who cooks every day. It’s a necessity!
Next
on my prep list was the meat. I planned to make two casserole dishes. Neither
Nicole nor I favor red meat, so I made one with beef and one with turkey. I
couldn’t seem to avoid the additional labor, but as always, it was well worth
it! If we were in the states this step would have been eliminated. I would have
bought my favorite pre-cooked and packaged sausage for this dish. But we are in
Algiers, which means no packaged sausage for us. We have seen one type of
sausage here that can't even be described as edible. During a random conversation
with Nicole, she mentioned that I could make my own sausage. Doing this never
crossed my mind. I guess because I simply went without since it wasn’t
available. After she said this to me I
began looking up recipes for breakfast sausage. I found three good recipes and
combined them to make one great recipe. I did a test batch a couple weeks prior
to ensure it was to our liking. I was in awe. They came out sweet, savory and full of taste! Initially
I thought they would have tasted more like burger patties, but the spices made
all the difference. I seasoned both the ground turkey and beef with that special
blend of seasoning. Using every bit of meat I made several round sausage
patties. I covered them in saran wrap, placed them in a ziploc bag and set
them aside to also be refrigerated.
Next
up were the onions. Thankfully the casserole only called for one green onion. I
cleaned and chopped those scallions in what seemed like seconds compared to
everything else I just did. Then it was time for the cheese. The recipe called
for two cups of shredded cheese. If we were in the states this step would have
been omitted all together. I would have gone to the store and purchased a large
bag of Kraft shredded cheese and kept it movin’! Instead, I was in the kitchen
shredding blocks of cheese on my grater. Sure it was fresher, but I cannot
honestly say it was worth it. I shredded enough for both casseroles and for the
grits. I placed the pounds of cheese into separate ziploc bags for each dish
and set them aside with everything else.
The
very last thing I had to do for brunch prep was the country gravy mix. Once
again, if I were in the states I could have purchased a packet of both regular
and gluten-free country gravy mix. Not in Algiers. I did a Google search on how
to make your own country gravy mix. There is truly a way to make pretty much anything that can be purchased in the store. I pulled out some flour, dry
milk powder, salt, pepper, and onion powder, mixed all those ingredients and placed
them in a ziploc bag. Voila! I now had my own country gravy mix for the
casseroles and plenty to spare.
Although
I was all done with my brunch prep, I came up with the bright idea to prepare
an easy meal for dinner. I knew I would not feel like standing up in the
kitchen that evening to cook anything. I decided to do a one-pot dish – oven
roasted chicken with potatoes and carrots. Of course that meant more labor at the moment. I peeled, cleaned, and cut my potatoes and
carrots. I sliced an onion or two and laid everything out on a cookie sheet to
season. Then I placed the mixture into a large ziploc bag and mixed well. Next
I cleaned my chicken, picking off missed feathers that had not been
plucked. Clearly another step I would have skipped had I been in the states. I
then seasoned my chicken, rubbed it down with olive oil and also placed it in a ziploc bag. I do wish I took a picture, but I think this a pretty
accurate description of what the final prepped product looked like.
By
this time it was nearly 4:30 p.m. I could not believe I’d spent over six hours
in the kitchen and didn’t even cook anything. I don’t think I did this much
prep for Thanksgiving dinner. I quickly cleaned the kitchen, swept the floor,
and packed everything in cold bags to be taken over to the Marine House. After
taking a shower and getting dressed I had about five minutes to spare before a
car was waiting outside to drive me to a small holiday gathering at a friend’s
home. My body was exhausted from standing. The sofa was calling my name loudly.
I ignored that voice and went ahead to socialize with friends, although I’m
pretty sure my body didn’t feel it was well worth it at all.
It
was almost midnight when I returned. I may have felt drained of energy but I
had a great time. I was ready to hit the sack! Before going home I met Douglas
at the Marine House to grab the cream cheese so that it would be room
temperature for the morning. I was making a cream cheese frosting for the
cinnamon rolls. Yum! When Douglas and I walked into our home, we were unpleasantly
greeted by the stale aroma permeating throughout the house. Our refrigerator
was now completely out. The very last thing I thought I would be doing at
midnight on Christmas Eve was emptying and cleaning our entire refrigerator. We collected
as many bags as I could find, cleared the fridge, and hauled the items to the Marine House. If their four refrigerators were not put to
good use before, they surely would be now. Douglas then pulled up a chair and
attacked the fridge with plenty of Clorox to rid it of the rotten smell. Finally
at 2:00 a.m., we called it a night. Going to bed would have felt great if I didn’t
need to wake up three hours later to cook everything. Merry Christmas to
us!
I
awoke to the sound of my alarm going off at 5:30 a.m. It felt like I
never went to sleep. I could have laid in that bed for at least three more
hours. I sprang out the bed only by the adrenaline rush of excitement to start
the day. After all, it was Christmas morning! Douglas and I threw on some
clothes to go to the Marine House and gotour food out of the refrigerator. I
started working in the kitchen around 6:00 a.m. I pride myself on planning
well. Our guests were scheduled to arrive at 10:30 a.m. Shortly after that time
all the food was done. Brunch was served piping hot. Everyone helped themselves
to seconds, which was a sign that everything was to their liking. That was all
the satisfaction I needed.
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| Bottom layer of casserole - homemade sausage patties |
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| Next layer covered with onion, cheese, and homemade gravy mixture |
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| Cooking a batch of the hash browns |
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| Now that's what I call a perfect flip. Nice! |
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| Country Breakfast casserole topped with hash browns - the potatoes turned brown in the fridge since they were shredded the day before. Not golden brown, but still delicious! |
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| Grits and Cheese |
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| Regular and gluten free biscuits |
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| Cinnamon Rolls fresh out of the oven |
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| Covered with cream cheese frosting |
The
Marines told us the brunch was an excellent Christmas gift for them. We hadn’t
planned it that way though. The guys were pleasantly surprised when we handed
them bags from under our Christmas tree. They didn’t expect anything else. I
absolutely love surprising people. Needless to say I was a happy girl in that
moment. They opened their gifts and loved them! Again, I wish I took a picture. Tervis Tumblers can put a
smile on nearly anyone’s face. The cups make for terrific gifts.
After
eating brunch and devouring those delectable cinnamon rolls, we pulled out the
games and played a couple rounds of Taboo. It’s a perfect game to play with
company, especially when you have competitive guests as we did. Most of my
predictions for Christmas Brunch were correct; it was a great way to start the
morning off, and we did have the late afternoon and evening to relax. I was
100% wrong about the preparation though. It was the same amount, if not more
than preparing a holiday dinner. Regardless, I wouldn’t have changed a thing.
It was undoubtedly well worth it all! Everyone
had a fantastic time.
Nothing feels better to me than bringing a smile to
someone else’s face. We may not have been surrounded by Christmas
reminders as we’re accustomed to in the states, but Douglas and I were more
than satisfied with our Christmas experience in Algiers. It was unforgettable!
