You know, that glorious time, when loved ones gather near, chestnuts begin roasting on that open fire, and the halls are being decked with boughs of holly.
To me, Christmas is not the MOST wonderful time of year…a near second, though. I’m talking about Christmas’ little sister, the embarkation to the holiday season, the day when the Pilgrims threw a festivus at Plymouth Rock – Thanksgiving. Hands down, my favorite holiday of the year.
Thanksgiving is the seemingly more casual, happy-go-lucky holiday, where people genuinely gather ’round for good food, good company – in my family, good adult beverages – and good football. There are no presents and no expectations, and the day is always lighthearted and prone for chaotic fun.
Here are a few traditions in my family circle – which I’m sure many can relate to in some capacity – that might provide a better understanding of my infatuation for the holiday:
– There will be a physical fight (usually just a little shoving and hair pulling) over how much butter and milk should be added to the mashed potatoes. Butter and milk usually win.
– Dad will give the classic Clark Griswold toast from Christmas Vacation, albeit Thanksgiving style….”We’re going to have the happ, happ, happiest Thanksgiving since Bing Crosby tap-danced with Danny f-ing Kay…” You get the idea. The majority of those in attendance will have no clue what he’s talking about.
– Grandma and Great Aunt Bev, sister-in-laws by marriage, will get in a verbal altercation over how Bev didn’t babysit my grandma’s kids (my dad and his siblings) enough in the early 1960s.
– Somebody will overserve themselves and lead a full rendition of the Beatles’ Rubber Soul album.
– Everyone will be passed out on the couch by 9 – at the latest – thanks to overindulgence in turkey and others.
At the end of the day, however, we all love each other, everyone ultimately gets along and, if all else fails – the food is always fantastic.
The consistently scrumptious Thanksgiving meal can be attributed to mom and her uncanny ability to do two things exceptionally well:
1.) Cook – mom’s a ridiculously good cook by nature.
2.) Plan – she’s probably been planning this year’s dinner since Thanksgiving 2009.
These are two concepts I would not understand, as the closest I’ve come to preparing Thanksgiving dinner is stirring the gravy – and that’s a major upgrade from water pourer.
So, for my mom – and all those planners – who are beginning to organize their Thanksgiving menus, here are a few recipes, which provide an innovative and garlic-laden spin to the traditional Thanksgiving feast. Sure to provide a memorable day, if the relatives don’t do their part.
Creamed Pearl Onions – We offer pearl onions in gold, red and white!
Pumpkin Pie – No garlic – I love garlic in most things, but typically not my pumpkin pie.
Sweet-Potato Pie With Gingersnap Pecan Crust – Ditto with the sweet-potato pie.