Posted in General Nothingness, tagged family, thanksgiving on Thursday 25th November 2010|
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I hope you are all having a lovely Thanksgiving!
As you know, I held our Thanksgiving last Saturday – I always choose the weekend closest to the actual day that S has off work. It was a quiet affair for once with just family which suited me just fine.
Our Thanksgiving Table
This is what I served (follow links to the recipes where available):
I was so pleased to finally be hosting Thanksgiving in our home. We got to use our fancy silverware and our tableware which we got as gifts at the wedding and have lived in our loft ever since!!
I also got to finally share Thanksgiving with my Scottish family which was very nice.
Today I would like to be in Kansas with my American family as they sit down at the table to give thanks, but you can’t have everything!
To those hosting today: Good luck! I am sure it will go swimmingly.
To those merely gobbling: Good luck, as well!
Now I’m off to re-heat the last of my leftovers (thoughtfully frozen until today!) and have my own, smaller Thanksgiving lunch!
p.s. If you are not hungry when you wake today read this, it will help: Jenny Matlock: Thanksgiving Morning
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Because of the Cul de Sac post this morning I have been thinking about Thanksgiving all day. I mean, I would have thought about Thanksgiving today anyway considering it’s tomorrow, but this made me think of very specific Thanksgivings where everything goes wrong.
I mean, I’ve never broken my foot kicking a radiator, but I have experience my fair share of Thanksgiving disasters.
We used to take the 3am train from Cleveland to Boston (My Mom always said that “The train has to be somewhere at 3am!”) and spend the whole week with my Nana and Papa (and in later years just my Nana). Thanksgiving was my favourite time of the year. Not only did we get a week off school but we got to spend lots of time with family.
I remember one year my Auntie D insisted on hosting Thanksgiving dinner. She was never the most calm cook so we should have known it was a bad idea. She made the mistake of using one of those flimsy aluminium roasting pans. On one rotating and basting occasion the pan warped, spilling turkey grease onto the heating element and catching the oven on fire! Never a dull moment.
The rest of my Thanksgiving horror stories revolve around disliked relatives. I was the youngest and smallest cousin and two of my older cousins (a brother sister pair) delighted in my misery. This despair was only worsened because one of this pair had a birthday which often fell on the same day as Thanksgiving and the day was invariably turned over, at some point, to celebrating her birthday. I do not think it is fair to make a kid dress up all nice only to watch their stupid cousin get all the presents. Cruel, really. We still don’t really speak.
All of that aside my question is, what are your Thanksgiving horror stories. I am sure you all have some story you are willing to share? Are there any Lampoonesque tales you’re dying to share (perhaps anonymously?!)?
Because Thanksgiving is not a holiday here I will be at work tomorrow, but as I had my own Thanksgiving last Saturday hopefully I’ll get around to sharing some pictures and stories from this year.
Have a great Thanksgiving, folks! Enjoy the day!
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