November 26, 2013

Give Thanks...and Pass the Pie

Thanksgiving is almost here. My turkey is thawing in the fridge, guests have been invited, the house is getting cleaned, and I'm preparing to battle through the crowds of last minute grocery shoppers. As the day quickly approaches, I can't help but think of my family. I know everyone thinks of Christmas as the time when families come together, but for me, that time is Thanksgiving.

Thanksgiving is about being thankful for all the blessings in your life and there's never been a better way to celebrate those blessings than with family, food and football. There's no rushing around, battling mall crowds in an effort to go into debt over buying presents. There's only the joy of being together and contentment of a day of relaxation.

I miss Thanksgiving with my family. Since MC's siblings spend that day with their in-laws and his in-laws live 3000 miles away, it's a pretty quiet day around our house. Growing up, Thanksgiving was never quiet. We always had a motley assortment of family, friends, and the odd member of the military that my dad had met at the tavern. Living so close to a joint Army/Air Force base, it was a common occurrence for a lonely soldier that my dad had befriended only days before to join us for the holiday. Both my grandmas would be with us along with us girls and our herd of kids.

My mom would always have to start the meal prep the day or so before with baking pies, prepping the turkey, and preparing for all the sides. She would get up at the crack of dawn on the big day to make sure the turkey was in on time and then religiously baste and monitor it as the time got closer so we were guaranteed another juicy bird to eat on for the next week.

Thanksgiving was always less formal than Christmas. Instead of the china and crystal adorning a decked out table, a buffet was set up so that everyone could fill their plate and then either camp out in front of the game or stay in the kitchen to talk and visit. There would be a green bean casserole parked right next to the steamed broccoli that I hated but was served every year because my Grandmommy loved it. After the turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes (with marshmallows, of course), cranberries, gravy, corn, and rolls, we would always have pumpkin pie, apple pie and chocolate mousse pie. And all this was after we nibbled on veggie as well as meat and cheese trays.

After we had stuffed ourselves with the first round, it was just expected that Grandmommy would find herself a comfy spot somewhere and take a nap. The fact that she snored like a chain saw in a subway only added to the whole tradition. The rest of the evening was spent nibbling on the turkey carcass, sneaking in another slice of pie and going back and forth between the game and the gossip.

It was a day spent loving family and just enjoying being with them.

This year, I have taken a cue from my parents and opened my home to others. And while I am looking forward to the holiday, it won't be the same without my family.

2 comments:

  1. I hope you day blesses you as much as I am sure it will the people who spend it with you! We will spend "the day" with the Cowboys...and most of our family (with the exception of Mitchell's parents and sister...not enough tix and his sis is staying in Colorado Springs). Then we will eat our feast on Saturday with everyone (except CO Springs girl). Just the fact that the kids have 5 stress free days of no school is Thanksgiving enough for me! :)

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  2. What wonderful memories and a wonderful tradition you are carrying on for you kids! Have a great week and a very Happy Thanksgiving Day! My happiness will depend on the outcome of the game....just kidding....as long as I get to slurp up some gravy I'll be good!

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