I look forward to Thanksgiving every year. It is my favorite holiday because it offers something for everyone. Personally, I love The Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade and will let others indulge in the plethora of football games, turkey trots, and tv marathons. I wait with my basting spoon, for the annual turkey pardoning, a tradition that tickles my funny bone. And I am thrilled I don’t have to worry about buying presents for anyone. A warm house filled with wonderful aromas, cherished friends, and a loving family is a priceless gift.
Then there is the constant chaos of the kitchen party. As we prepare the food, we fill wine glasses without regard to the time. We sample the fixings and trade family secrets along with family recipes. In due course, dinner is served. There is nothing like a heaping plate full of creamy mashed potatoes, succulent turkey, stuffing, green beans, and homemade cranberry sauce swimming in a pool of delicious, brown, giblet gravy. Can anyone tell me why we only have gravy once a year?
The day is capped by a food coma induced nap, followed by more conversations and a strategic planning session for the upcoming holidays before everyone has to leave. For the next few days, I revel in my favorite leftovers and cement the memories so they will last a lifetime.
I wish you and your family a happy, and safe Thanksgiving.
Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer