The celebration of the event we call Thanksgiving starts way before the actual day. Where will we celebrate? Who will we invite? What will we have to eat?
I have hosted most Thanksgiving meals for my family since moving out of the house 20 years ago. This pleases all involved. I LOVE to cook. My family loves to have someone else cook. When I married hubby with his rotating schedule and only sometimes having the kids caused a hiccup in this set up. But, now that bio has moved and we have the kids we are back on track.
The menu stays pretty much the same. Sometimes I introduce a dish or two. Sometimes they stay sometimes they're a one shot wonder. Because I am a little anal I have a list of dishes and notes on quantities needed saved to the computer. I also include the guest list each year. It's fun to look back. I print off this menu and go from there. So, the final menu was
Turkey
Mashed potatoes & gravy
sausage & cranberry dressing
wild mushroom & cornbread dressing
roasted butternut squash
creamy Brussels sprouts
turnips (mom)
whipped sweet potatoes (Sister-in-love)
green bean casserole (sister-in-love {my brother's favorite})
cranberry & horseradish sauce
olive tray (black and green olives, pickled garlic, pickled mushrooms, pickled beets and herb cheese)
apple pie
pumpkin pie
maple pecan pie
homemade vanilla ice cream
Wednesday night I baked pies. I talked to my girlfriend on the phone as I rolled dough. She was coming by when her husband got home to collect some spices for her brine. Her mom surprised her and made pies. Her parents live in an in-law apartment at their house. Her mom who was a great baker in the day is in early signs of dementia. She arrived home and was asked to put the pies in the oven. She had made a mincemeat and a pumpkin pie in thin tart pans. The pumpkin pie had a top crust. Apparently she put store made dough in the pan, spooned in a can of plain pumpkin and then topped it. My friend did not want to hurt her mom's feelings but really wanted a piece of pumpkin pie for thanksgiving. I just put one in the oven I said. You can take that when you come and I'll make another one.
It was a quiet day. Family came. The food was good. The company was good. At night hubby, the kids and I watched a comedy show.
I read message after message on facebook of what people are thankful for. It was sweet. It made me think. I give thanks every day. That is my constant prayer. Each day I say thank you and go from there. I have a great husband, good kids, a home, a job, good health, both my parents, wonderful friends, and I have had the opportunity to do everything I've ever wanted to do. I'm comfortable with who I am and where I'm going. I am really blessed.
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