I’m curious to know what other dopers are using for a gravy boat at their households.
I just can’t seem to find an actual gravy boat that seems well designed for the task at hand.
Every one I look at seems to be impossibly small. (Who likes getting up from their own meal to refill?) Even for a group of 3 or 4, if you take seconds into account, none of the commercially available boats come near to holding enough.
Or, they are constructions that would seem to make passing unnecessarily difficult or dangerous. Or they are elongated things which never would fit into anyone’s fridge. Or they can’t go in a dishwasher, 'nuff said.
I have been keeping my eyes open for just the right one for a long time now and am quickly losing faith that such a thing exists.
In the interm I have been using the Pyrex portion of the french press (coffee). It’s pyrex and withstands the heat, it’s clear so you can see how much there is, it holds plenty no need to refill, goes nicely into fridge and dishwasher.
It seems to make perfect sense to me. However, it never fails to draw comment from dinner guests like it’s the oddest thing they’ve ever seen.
So now I’m wondering, is it just me?
Tell me, I have to know, what are you using at your house and does it satisfy?
I have a small gravy boat from my mom, but I rarely use it. When it’s just the 3 of us, I dump the gravy in a 2-cup glass measuring cup. If we have dinner guests, I have a small ceramic pitcher that serves well.
Great god, man, just how much gravy are you eating?
We use gravy boats. There’s a white one that matches the dishes, a Sicilian ceramic one that matches the other Sicilian ceramic serving dishes, and a silver one that matches the fancy service that we only haul out for special occasions.
Each holds about two cups. There’s usually only the four of us at the Ukulele table, and I haven’t had to get up to refill yet. Come to think of it, I don’t even need to refill at holidays when there can be up to eight of us, because the women in my extended family would rather be eaten by weasels than use gravy.
I don’t really know why, but right now Jimmy Buffet’s Boat Drinks is playing over and over in my head. Tiny musicians are floating in a ceramic container of gravy, playing Caribbean instruments and smiling, albeit a bit greasy as they sing and dance about on little rafts (lumps?).
Maybe I’m weird, but I can’t remember the last time I had gravy.
Maybe some at Thanksgiving, but that was at a restaurant. If the fate of the world depended on me making gravy from scratch, we would all be in serious trouble.
My family’s very simple solution. Two gravy boats. The beginnings of a gravy regatta:) No need to refill, and minimal waiting for the gravy to be passed.
I use my sainted mother’s gravy boat, once a year, on Thanksgiving. I do this out of filial duty. It is the single most hideously ugly piece of dinnerware ever created.
I don’t remember having any gravy at home and I detest cooking, hence, no boat.
Now ya know, in South Philly, “gravy” is spagetti sauce and comes in huge cauldrons.
I usually use a creamer, which is one of the joys of apartment living.
Oh, and it’s “interim” not interm (which I’m only being pedantic about because you’re the third person I’ve come across this week using this made-up slurred word )
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