This post explains how it came about that my roommate and I decided to throw our first Thanksgiving dinner in Buenos Aires, how we made it happen, and how are initial idea of having around 10 people and potluck style turned out having 25 friends and in charge of it all.
We had just moved into our new apartment in Palermo Hollywood and were ecstatic, located on the 14th floor, amazingly situated, with a wall to wall view of Buenos Aires. “Why not do Thanksgiving at our place?” We asked ourselves. Great idea, just how do we make this happen? Turns out turkey isn’t a common meal in Argentina (unsurprisingly so, many Expats turn to having Asados for Thanksgiving). Once we found out we were for sure able to find a turkey, we started our quest.
The following is how we did "Thanksgiving in Argentina":
With the help of the Internet and a local Porteno friend, we found a very original, family-run butcher in Abasto, where we met Gustavo, the man who gave us our 26.4 Pound Turkey. Yes, it was enormous.
|Gustavo--great, great grandson of the man who opened this butcher|
The place: La Granaja Converso
Location: Lavalle 3501 (at the corner of Billinghurst)
Ask for Gustavo..he is the great great grandson of the man who opened the Carniceria.
2. Making sure the Turkey fits in the oven.
Self explanatory. Although in hindsight, Step 1 should probably be “Measure the size of your Oven-- to make sure the turkey will fit in the oven” but fortunately it worked out fine.
3. Brining the Turkey
Because the turkey was so big, my friend who made this whole thing happen by agreeing to help with the turkey (i.e. he did it all), said we really ought to brine the turkey to avoid dryness.
Where to brine the turkey? A large cooler works very well:
We went to Makro, which is Argentina’s Costco. This is actually where we got all the basic cutlery, plastic plates, and cups, we needed for the party. Everything comes in bulk but they have really reasonably priced kitchen supplies. Only issue is you need to go in a car and also need someone who has a Makro card.
5. Thermometer for the Turkey.
Barrio Chino has but it was more expensive than that at Jumbo (located off Santa Fe on Bullrich St.)
6. Turkey Baster
Had to get creative, went to the local pharmacy and bought a syringe. As long as the plastic isn’t too thin, there shouldn’t be any problems. Surprisingly it worked out really well. This was my first time basting a turkey and I got really excited about it.
Everything else more or less was easy to find..We were lucky enough that one of our friend’s was returning to BA just before Thanksgiving, bringing back 4 cans of Cranberry sauce, and a bag of marshmallows for the sweet potatoes.
The pumpkin pie, although thought of as extremely strange to the Argie’s (they have pumpkin tarts all the time..but those are savory tarts. None had ever heard of pumpkin pie as a dessert!) turned out to be the Best pumpkin pie I have ever tasted. Trick: use a real pumpkin!
The stuffing was probably the easiest since no ingredients are that unusual. I do have to say thanks to skype on that one..calling mom asking “What do I do next?? I have no bowl to mix it all in!!!” was my “Happy Thanksgiving “phone call to my family. (Actually to be honest I send her an email first on Wednesday. Subject: thanksgiving HELP! Mom, I’m freaking out!!)
|"What do you mean Mom??" Got to love Skype|
Although our initial plan was to do a potluck dinner, we realised that wouldn’t work out too well trying to organise who is bringing what and also with 25 people, and only about 20% Americans. It worked out great in the end..everyone brought drinks and we provided the food. Only think that we had forgotten about (a very important dish) was mashed potatoes. Ended up buying a few packs of “puree de papas” (powdered mix basically). Wasn’t the same but did the trick.
After 6 hours of the turkey in the oven, we started our dinner at 10pm..early for Argentina standards. The turkey was DELICIOUS! Not dry at all, and made the best gravy ever. Once food was on our plates (most people were standing and some were eating with spoons but no one complained) we went around and everyone said what they were grateful for, in either Spanish or English.
|Very proud of this moment..Cutting in to the turkey and seeing how perfectly cooked it was. |
Withers, you did an amazing job!
|Going around saying what we were thankful for|
|Dessert table. Yum.|
All in all, I’d say being so far away from our traditional Thanksgiving dinner in the States, we did a pretty good job. This is a Thanksgiving I will remember for the rest of my life. To be honest, I don’t know how people host these dinners every year!!! Thursday morning Grace and I looked at each other and were wondering “What were we thinking?!”
|The whole crew|
|Me and my roommate, Grace.|
|Javier, the turkey-finder, and Stu the dessert man (and cranberry sauce man).|
|Lots of preparations for the turkey..three day process between |
bringing, cleaning, and cooking.
|"I just basted my first turkey!!" wayyy to excited!|