“But see, in our open clearings, how golden the melons lie; Enrich them with sweets and spices, and give us the pumpkin-pie!”

From inside, the world looks lovely, filled with bright sun and a light blue sky, but if you go out, dress warmly. It is windy and cold. Tonight will get down to the 20’s. Tonight is winter

I have ordered my Thanksgiving dinner. It will be ready for pick-up Wednesday afternoon. Dinner comes with all the fixings, and I added rolls and a piece of chocolate cream pie for dessert.

My sisters and I remember well Thanksgiving day and our mother’s turkey. It was always huge, big enough to feed the six of us for days. She used to get up at the crack of dawn Thanksgiving morning to stuff the bird and get it in the oven. We usually ate around two so the turkey cooked for hours and hours. The menu was our own traditional dinner, usually the same from year to year.

My mother made great stuffing. She used Bell’s rich with sage to season it. I love the creamed onions, one of my dad’s favorites, and they always had a spot near him on the table. I haven’t had creamed onions in years and writing about them makes me want to change that. Turkey was the star but mashed potatoes was a close second. I can still see my mashed potato mound with a dip in the middle to hold the gravy which still ran down the sides of my mound anyway. The table groaned with the weight of the dishes, and we kept having to rearrange them to make room for the next dish. My father had a small dish of canned asparagus in front of him and he didn’t have to share. Also around the table were the sweet potatoes, sometimes mashed and sometimes in their skins, a green bean casserole, a squash casserole we all love and maybe peas and carrots. The cranberry sauce almost always came from the can. I remember once my mother hollowed out oranges and filled them with a cranberry orange sauce she’d made. I loved it, but it wasn’t universally welcomed to the Thanksgiving table. After that we stuck with the can and the decorated cranberry sauce. I did think it was decorative. I didn’t know the lines were imprints from the can.

Dessert was always assorted pies: apple for my father, lemon meringue and sometimes blueberry and pumpkin. My mother made all of them. I ate all of them.

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6 Comments on ““But see, in our open clearings, how golden the melons lie; Enrich them with sweets and spices, and give us the pumpkin-pie!””

  1. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    Winter hasn’t arrived here yet. The clouds are just breaking after a smattering of rain. Today is a typical upper 60° November day in North Texas. By Thursday the sun will be shining and the temperature will warm back up to the mid 70°.

    When I was single in my 20s, my father used to go to Acapulco Mexico for the Thanksgiving week leaving me at home to fend for myself. One year I met a woman who asked me to accompany her to a Thanksgiving dinner at a friend of her’s apartment. When we arrived in the afternoon the host and his roommate were busily preparing a feast in the small kitchen. All the quests except for my date were men. She told me that her friend was gay which didn’t bother me in the least. When the feast was ready, the hosts set up a buffet table because there were so many guests there weren’t enough table space nor chairs. When he announced that the buffet line started here, he then said, “Ladies first”. Immediately all the male guests rushed to get in line. I waited until the crowd thinned out to serve myself and my female companion. 🙂

    This year we are foregoing the turkey and having ham. The only part of the turkey I like is the dark meat. I wonder if Trump will pardon himself while or instead of pardoning the White House Turkey. 🙂

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      It was cold all day. Tonight will get even colder, but it will be in the mid-50’s for the rest of the week. This time of year goes from fall to winter then back again. My sister in Colorado has snow, maybe up to 7-8 inches. I told her to keep it out there!

      That’s funny! How nice you were invited to dinner. It’s interesting that your female companion was the one who bought you to dinner, her being the only guest. I think Thanksgiving Day is a great time for having guests for dinner. It is a far less intimate holiday than Christmas with opening gifts. A buffet is perfect though, like you, I’d bide my time.

      I like turkey, both white and dark meat. Sometimes I’ll buy a turkey leg and bake it for dinner. We used to barbecue turkeys in the summer.

      We had ham for Easter, always a spiral honey ham. Christmas was a roast beef, sometimes a crown roast. I served a pork roast one time near Christmas for friends. I even put frilly on the tops of the bones.

      He pardoned the turkey.

      • Bob Says:

        The woman who brought me to the Thanksgiving dinner was not the only guest. She was the only guest who was female. All the other guests were gay men.

        Yes, he pardoned the Turkey. I assume he’s holding off pardoning himself until his last day in office so that no one will have a legal argument if he can or cannot pardon himself.

      • katry Says:

        Watching MSNBC today, I got to see him pardon the turkey. The comments were relate to whether or not he can pardon himself. There were disagreements.

        I got that she was the only female, but I miss the right verb.

  2. Birgit Says:

    So Thanksgiving is this Thursday? Maybe a good occasion to eat the leftover chocolate Easter bunnies that still sit between my plants on the window sill. Thanks to KTCC I’m sure I won’t miss Thanksgiving 🙂

    • katry Says:

      Thanksgiving is indeed this Thursday. Despite Covid, the airports are full of people going home. It is the largest number of travelers since the lockdown. Tomorrow will be the busiest.

      Coffee will serenade you on the big day with Thanksgiving music and memories.

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