Thanksgiving holds a special place in my
stomach, err heart. Not just because it’s a time to reflect on the past year’s blessings, yada, yada, insert “feel good stuff” here, but because what other holiday so unabashedly celebrates food and the overindulgence thereof? If you pigged out at a Fourth of July bbq and then passed out in front of the tv moaning in questionable tones, undoubtedly your friends and family would raise a few eyebrows, if not talk some serious smack about you.
But at Thanksgiving, this kind of behavior is not only accepted, it’s encouraged.
Now that’s my kind of holiday 🙂
Unfortunately, I had to work Friday after Turkey Day (waahhh! – feel sorry for me!) so we could not be with the family this year. Fortunately however, our good friend from college days of yore, May, invited us to her neighborhood Thanksgiving dinner, hosted by her neighbor and long time family friend, Barbara (& family).
Let me just tell you now. If you ever get invited to B’s house in Dur-to-the- ham: ACCEPT THE INVITE.
You will not regret it.
And let me show you why.
Behold, the spread:
First up, turkey with pomegranate glaze.
Yes. That is fancy. It is also delicious.
Next, your classic mashed potatoes and coleslaw (in the background). According to May, the group at large must approve any menu changes and dish alterations. The coleslaw had green peppers this year. May’s brother did not approve.
They have been vetoed for next year. He takes his coleslaw very seriously.
Below, we have sweet corn and the classic green bean casserole. Now I have a confession to make here. I’m normally not a big fan of green bean casserole, but this version was really good! Not mushy or overly soupy at all. So now I get it. I get why most Americans love this casserole.
I feel like my citizenship has been restored. Whew.
Then we have carrots and a yummy summer squash casserole. Hands off Paula Deen – Barbara’s got you beat!
This is gravy. Gravy made right that is. As in from the drippings and not some packet.
‘Cause Barbara don’t play.
And the lovely table:
The next two items were especially dear to my mouth and heart.
Up first, a wild mushroom stuffing that was OMG insanely good.
Seriously. No words. But here are some that come to mind anyways: fabulous, amazing, awesome, delicious and divine.
I think you get the point.
And of course, sweet potato casserole. My fav, fav, favorite!
I would just like to take this opportunity to out Somanna on his dislike for sweet potatoes. I mean, WHO DOESN”T LIKE SWEET POTATOES?!?!!! I’m so glad I found this out after we had been together for quite some time. Otherwise, that might have been a deal breaker.
Anyhoos, after we feasted on all of that, and then had seconds….and maybe thirds – what? This isn’t a Weight Watchers meeting. Don’t judge me! – We moved on to dessert.
Apple Pie, with home-made crusts. All made that morning.
Yeah, be jealous.
(Pumpkin and pecan pie – also home-made crusts. That morning.)
At this point, my memory becomes a little fuzzy from the food coma. Thank goodness for cameras that document the night.
A good time was had by all, especially us, who found ourselves so thankful to spend this holiday laughing over delicious eats with kind folks gracious enough to open their home and table to us.
So here’s a special internet shout out to May, her family, and of course, our kind hostess Neighbor Barabara & Family: