Thanksgiving

This will be my first Thanksgiving away from my husband. He has to work, and I'm going to the Carolinas. That means I won't get the pleasure of watching him cook a coon -- all day long.

Boil it. Rinse it off. Boil it again. Take it in the house. (Yes, the previous steps are all done outdoors.) Put it in a pan. Add sweet potatoes, onions, celery...and bake it.

I'm not much of a coon eater, but I truly enjoy seeing Larry do his thing. He cooks with much passion, complete with dramatic gestures as he throws in the seasonings and quickly dices the onions and the celery.

When he smokes his mullet (um, yes, that's legal), he takes his time, and carefully lines up the sliced-open fish on the grating just so, with each one getting all the love and attention and care it needs to bring out its full flavor.

If we could get Larry to overcome his camera-shyness, he'd have a hit with a Geechee cooking show...live from Johnson Hammock on Sapelo Island, Georgia.