“It’s not too much food. This is what we’ve been training for our whole lives. This is our destiny, this is our finest hour.”

The morning is grim, rainy and dark, but it is warm, 55˚. Nothing is moving in the stillness of the air. The rain will be with us all day. Already the wet leaves are matted to the ground and cover the deck. They stick to dog paws. I’m not venturing today. I’ll stay cozy and dry at home.

What was most exciting about Thanksgiving week was we only had two and a half days of school. We got out on Wednesday around 10:30. I remember doing no school work on Wednesday; instead, we made Thanksgiving cards or we colored turkeys. My favorite part to color was the feathers on the tail. I was a creative genius in the second grade. I remember using a couple of colors on the tail to soften the brown. Red was one of them. I added green grass at the bottom of the page. I remember clumps which looked like blades of grass. The cards always had a turkey on the front. Inside, the Happy Thanksgiving often slanted down the page. I couldn’t fit the whole message across. My mother always loved the cards and gushed compliments. The cards went on the table. They were works of art too beautiful for the fridge art museum. .

The morning is grim, rainy and dark, but it is warm, 55˚. Nothing is moving in the stillness of the air. The rain will be with us all day. Already the wet leaves are matted to the ground and cover the deck. They stick to dog paws. I’m not venturing today. I’ll stay cozy and dry at home.

When I was a kid, my mother made all the preparations for Thanksgiving. She shopped and bought gigantic turkeys which lasted for days. First was Thanksgiving dinner in the afternoon then a repeat that night. For our Friday dinner, we had open turkey sandwiches covered in gravy with stuffing and cranberry sauce on the side. I used to make my favorite sandwich: toasted bread, turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce and a dollop of mayo. My mother used to put butter on her turkey sandwiches. When the turkey was nearly bare, my father took over. He stripped the turkey of almost all the meat, and my mother made turkey salad. The swan song, so to speak, of the turkey was soup. The bone and the rest of the meat went into the stock pot to boil. Meanwhile my mother chopped carrots, onions and celery. After the carcass was removed and ceremoniously put into the trash, my mother added the vegetables then finally the noodles. My father loved turkey soup. His mother made it with rice, but he was perfectly happy with the noodles. I never got tired of the turkey. It had so many different transformations, all of them wonderfully tasty.

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8 Comments on ““It’s not too much food. This is what we’ve been training for our whole lives. This is our destiny, this is our finest hour.””

  1. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    This morning was chilly again but we should warm up to the 60s with clear skies. Yesterday, the Cowboys read their press clippings and stank up the joint. One week they play like champions and the next week like duds.

    We used to make a big deal about Thanksgiving with a turkey and with all the fixings. This year we may be having hot dogs along with the fixings buffet style. 🙂 My son, the vegan, cooks and eats separately from the rest of us and turkey is not my favorite protein. We will see what my spouse comes up with. I don’t really care. The whole thing with the pilgrams and the Native Americans is a myth along with the other myths we tell ourselves to make us white folks feel better for the injustices we unleashed on the Americas. The Republicans have a catch phrase for the truth, “Critical Race Theory”, and they oppose teaching the truth to our kids.

    Our neighbor town, Southlake, is being investigated by the justice department because they elected a slate of right wing Evangelical Christians to their school board. The first thing they did was killed a racial anti-bias plan for the district by calling it CRT. Southlake is one of the richest and whitest towns in the DFW area. The only AA kids who attend their schools are the sons and daughters of pro athletes. 🙁

    Already, the “Black Friday” deals are being advertised and available online. Let the holiday shopping craziness begin. The economy needs a boost. 🙂

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      The day stayed rainy but warm. The dogs were out running the yard so my floor in the kitchen is disgusting. Tomorrow I’ll have to wash it. I hope outside is dry.

      I also used to make a big deal about Thanksgiving then my friends and I went out to a restaurant, and that was perfect: no house prepping, setting the table, cooking then cleaning. Last year and again this year, I am ordering dinner. Last year I went to get it. This year I paid extra for delivery. The meal sounds wonderful. My brother is a vegetarian. My mother made him something special every Thanksgiving. I remember a nut roll. which looked a bit like a meatloaf.

      Right wing Christians are proliferating. I find that scary!!

  2. Christer. Says:

    14F here this morning but I could see the sun shine every time I came close to a window. It had set by the time we went out for a walk but it was still rather nice and above freezing 🙂

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Christer,
      Whoa!! That is far too cold. I was complaining when one day it got as low as the high 30’s. We still haven’t had a freeze. My sister in Colorado has had weather as cold as yours. I’m not looking forward to it.

      Enjoy the day!

  3. im6 Says:

    A story so nice, Kat told it twice 🙂 (Only teasing you; those things happen)

    • katry Says:

      WOW, I never even noticed, and I read it several times. I checked the Facebook entry, and there was no repletion there. I don’t know what happened here as I copied Coffee then pasted it on Facebook so they should have been the same. Why it happened in one place times me. Thanks for pointing this out!!


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