Going To Thanksgiving

When we woke up this Thanksgiving morning, I started the day by saying, “Happy Thanksgiving, Everyone!” Maddie looked at me eagerly and asked, “When are we going to Thanksgiving?” I tried to explain that the day was it. The holiday was here. Today was Thanksgiving, all day. No travel necessary.

I reminded her that soon Nana, Hotda, and Kakya (Grandpa, Grandma, and Uncle in Zuni) would arrive and we would eat and talk and eat some more and that was Thanksgiving.

She didn’t quite grasp it. Wasn’t it like Halloween where we went to the Trunk-or-Treat or went to knock on doors trick-or-treating? All day long she continued to ask when we were going to get to Thanksgiving. I don’t think she ever was convinced that the time was upon us, but we had a great day anyway.

Besides being together as a family, with my parents and brother joining us, the highlight of the day was the food. It never fails to satisfy, though we seem to have the same menu every year. What can I say? I like tradition.

I did mix a few things up this Thanksgiving, just to keep it interesting.

Like this veggie platter in the shape of a turkey with sour cream, mayo, a sprinkle of onion powder, and fresh dill dressing for dipping.

And mini pumpkin pies. Every year I make the Libby’s can recipe which calls for two 9-inch pie crusts, and every year the pans are filled to overflow with some remaining custard left without a crust to fill. Not so this time. Using a mason jar lid, I cut pre-made roll out pie crust into small circles, gently pushed them into greased muffin tins, and poured in the remaining pumpkin mix. They were a big hit.

Plus I made an apple pie cake that was absolutely fantastic. It looks pretty too. (If you’re going to make it, I highly suggest baking it at least 1 day before serving. Maybe even 2 days. It’s too dry the first day but gets gooey and delicious by the second day.)

{All these ideas came from Pinterest. Yes, I am completely obsessed, but look at all the good stuff my obsession yields!}

The old faithfuls were also in fine form. The 23-lbs. turkey, buttered and stuffed with fresh herbs, smelled absolutely heavenly and came out golden and crispy to perfection. The stuffing, which Warren informed us was his favorite (a kid after my own heart), was moist and delectable. Hotda’s cranberry sauces (one strained and one with whole cranberries and orange zest) were the perfect amount of tangy. Nana’s gravy was liquid gold. The green bean casserole and mashed potatoes hit the spot. And Colin’s layered jello salad looked as fabulous as it tasted. Good eats all around.

How could we not be thankful this Thanksgiving Day?

3 thoughts on “Going To Thanksgiving”

  1. While your platters look delicious (as always) and your ?-face babies are adorable, I’m most impressed that Warren is playing Pit. Way to go!

  2. I’m a traditionalist, too. I only get this food once a year, so don’t mess with it! I like the pie idea, though. This year I did pumpkin cheesecake instead because the pie was making me so frustrated.

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