In case you have been living under a rock, Thanksgiving is this Thursday. We would love to hear about your favorite Thanksgiving memories or your favorite Thanksgiving day dishes.
I’m in the middle of prepping my house and my brain for the 15 people headed my way in 2 days. For a recap of my turkey day neurosis, go here. Thinking about my favorite Thanksgiving memories is a nice break from scrubbing my stove top with a toothbrush. (No lie. In fact, Anne caught me in the act.)
The Thanksgiving memory that always comes to mind was in 1997 – my junior year of college. My sister, Ann, was hosting that year and I went to her place the night before straight from school. I had a nasty case of laryngitis. No words were coming out of my mouth – not one sound. It stunk – I love to talk. Ann made Kung-Pao Chicken that evening and being the sweetheart that she is, made a MN nice version for my then wimpy palette. Well, the nice version was still way too wild for me. However, since I couldn’t talk, I didn’t say anything. It came to her attention when she looked up at me and tears were rolling down my face! The whole table was in fits of laughter as I ate as much white rice as I could shovel in followed by massive amounts of water. Thankfully I was recovered by the next day.
As far as favorite Thanksgiving Day foods, the one I look forward to the most is cranberries. I don’t really get excited about most of the traditional fare – I can take it or leave it. Cranberries, however, I adore. This year I made two versions; a traditional sauce with some orange zest added in and one made with a red wine reduction, pomegranate molasses and fresh mint. They are in the fridge in the way back so I am not tempted to break into them during the day.
If this year’s Thanksgiving goes down in the record books, I do hope it’s because it was awesome and the food was superb!
My most memorable Thanksgiving experience happened the day before Thanksgiving as well. It was the year I was in second grade, and we had a huge snow storm that day. That year we were having Thanksgiving at our house in Duluth, and my grandparents had come up to spend the holiday with us. Since our house was in rural Duluth and the snow plows had yet to make it down our road that afternoon, the bus driver thought it best to just drop off all the kids that lived on my road at the END of the road and have them walk home. Again, this is a rural road, probably two miles long. I had about a 1/2 mile walk home; lots of other kids had more. At the time I didn’t think a thing of having to trudge home in waist-deep snow- as a kid that sort of thing is rather exciting! The parental and grandparental units waiting for me to arrive home from school at the usual time on the other hand???? They were in a state of distress wondering where their darling child was an hour past when I normally arrived home. I remember getting home and everyone was all in a tizzy and I was all “wha?? I got to walk home in the snow!”
Other favorite Thanksgiving memories include dining around the ping-pong table in my grandparents’ basement so everyone would fit at the same table, and year after year my mom forgetting the green bean casserole in the microwave. (I think she did that on purpose because she doesn’t like that dish).
What about you oh dear readers???? What is your favorite Thanksgiving memory or favorite T-day food????