Thanksgiving three. Two turkeys. Ten people. One wobbly table. Here's everything.
Wednesday: brined both birds. The smoked turkey in the standard fish sauce brine. The fried turkey in a more concentrated version — heavier on the fish sauce, extra lemongrass, a touch of turmeric for color.
Thursday, 3 AM: lit the smoker for bird number one. The smoked turkey went on at 3:30 AM. By noon it was done, resting in a cooler, mahogany-skinned and beautiful.
Thursday, 11 AM: set up the fryer in the driveway. Filled the pot with four gallons of peanut oil. Tyler manned the thermometer. When the oil hit 350, I lowered the fried turkey in slowly — so slowly — using a turkey rack and a pair of welding gloves I'd bought for the occasion. The oil sputtered but didn't boil over. The turkey submerged. Tyler watched the temp. I watched the bird. Forty-five minutes later, I pulled it out.
The fried turkey was a revelation. The skin was shattering-crispy — like the best Vietnamese fried chicken scaled up to turkey size. The fish sauce brine had penetrated the meat completely. Every bite was seasoned, juicy, and crispy. It was, objectively, the best turkey I've ever made.
The smoked turkey was excellent. The fried turkey was transcendent.
Ma tried the fried turkey first. She chewed. She closed her eyes. She said, "Bao, this is very good." Not "acceptable." Not "not bad." Very good. That is the highest compliment Mai Tran has ever given a piece of poultry in my presence. I'm going to engrave it on the smoker.
Emma's tiramisu and pandan cake were both incredible. The pandan cake was the surprise hit — Linh ate three slices. Richard, who normally eats dessert like it's medicine he has to take, had two servings.
Tyler carved both birds with the skill of a man who's been doing it for three years. Lily's place cards made everyone smile. Ma's spring rolls were consumed in seven minutes.
The moment I'll remember: after dinner, everyone was in the living room — bloated, happy, watching football. Ma was in her chair. Lily was on the floor next to her. And Ma leaned down and whispered something to Lily in Vietnamese. I couldn't hear what she said. But Lily looked up at her and smiled and said, "I love you too, Ba Noi."
I don't know what Ma said. I don't need to know. Some things between a grandmother and a granddaughter are private. I just need to know they happened.
After all of it — the 3 AM smoker start, the driveway fryer, Ma’s spring rolls gone in seven minutes, Emma’s pandan cake, Lily’s place cards — what I wanted to put on the table for the kids (and honestly for Tyler, who has the sweet tooth of a nine-year-old) was something playful and zero-pressure. Pilgrim Hat Cookies require no oven, no brine, no welding gloves. They’re the kind of thing Lily can help assemble while Ma watches from her chair, and that feels exactly right for a Thanksgiving that was already full to the brim with everything that mattered.
Pilgrim Hat Cookies
Prep Time: 20 min | Cook Time: 0 min | Total Time: 20 min | Servings: 24 cookies
Ingredients
- 24 fudge-striped shortbread cookies (such as Keebler Fudge Stripes)
- 24 miniature peanut butter cups, unwrapped
- 1 tube (4.25 oz) black decorating gel or black cookie icing
- 24 small yellow candy-coated pieces (such as yellow M&Ms or yellow Reese’s Pieces) for the buckle
- 1/4 cup chocolate frosting or melted chocolate chips, for adhesive
Instructions
- Prep your workspace. Line a baking sheet or large cutting board with parchment paper. Unwrap all miniature peanut butter cups and set aside. Lay fudge-striped cookies chocolate-side up in a single layer on the parchment.
- Attach the hat body. Place a small dab (about 1/4 teaspoon) of chocolate frosting or melted chocolate in the center of each fudge-striped cookie, on the chocolate side. Press one miniature peanut butter cup, flat side down, firmly onto the center of each cookie. Hold for a few seconds to set.
- Draw the hat band. Using the black decorating gel, pipe a thin horizontal band around the base of each peanut butter cup where it meets the cookie brim. Work slowly for a clean line — this is where little helpers can take over.
- Add the buckle. While the black gel is still slightly tacky, press one yellow candy piece onto the front center of the black band on each hat to create the pilgrim buckle detail.
- Set and serve. Allow the cookies to sit at room temperature for 10–15 minutes until the frosting and gel are fully set. Arrange on a platter and serve. Store in a single layer in an airtight container at room temperature for up to 3 days.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 130 | Protein: 2g | Fat: 7g | Carbs: 17g | Fiber: 1g | Sodium: 65mg
About the cook who shared this
Bobby Tran
Week 139 of Bobby’s 30-year story
· Houston, Texas
Bobby Tran was born in a refugee camp in Arkansas to parents who fled Saigon with nothing. He grew up in Houston straddling two worlds — Vietnamese at home, Texan everywhere else — and learned to cook from his mother's pho and a neighbor's BBQ smoker. He's a former shrimper, a recovering alcoholic, a divorced dad of three, and the guy who marinates brisket in fish sauce and lemongrass because he doesn't believe in borders, especially when it comes to flavor.