Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Over the River and Through the Woods
I loved that song as a little girl. It always brought Currier & Ives prints to mind. I guess, even then, I was smitten with horses and the idea of driving them.
Although we never visited my Grandparents by sleigh, we did spend many Thanksgivings with them. They lived about 1 1/2 hours from our home. I would have to dress in my Sunday best: stiff dress trimmed in velveteen, with petticoats, white tights and patent leather shoes. All of the clothes were uncomfortable! Apparently my grandmother was not much for cooking and as I recall, wasn't all that fond of children. She was actually a step-grandmother, my Grandfather's 3nd wife, and she had never had children of her own. She preferred to have us meet at "The Club" for the Thanksgiving buffet. All of this had to be timed around the Buffalo Bills' game, if they were in the playoffs, since my Grandfather was a huge Bills fan.
"The Club" was as stiff and starchy as my dress, and equally as uncomfortable. My father had been raised with the attitude that children should be seen, and not heard. This carried over to our upbringing, to some extent, and definitely applied to Thanksgiving dinner with the grandparents. I was a twitchy little thing and found it very difficult to sit still and be quiet.... still do!
But, those family occasions didn't kill me, and years later, as a young adult, I was thrilled to be able to host Thanksgiving dinners at my home, and invite my grandparents to join us there.
This year we will visit relatives of my Dad's lady friend. I am bringing an apple pie, a pumpkin pie, and baked Brie with some fruit as an appetizer. I may have to go get a turkey to cook on Friday; I'll miss the wonderful aroma that permeates the house while it roasts!
What about you? Do you have special Thanksgiving memories? Do you recall a Thanksgiving disaster? What is your favorite, or your least favorite dish? Do you have a special way of cooking 'the bird'?
I will set this up as a blog hop - or maybe I should say a 'Turkey Trot'!
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