Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday. Even as a child it managed to squeak past Christmas on my favorite list. Why? Well because of the simplicity of the holiday. Good food, Family, Friends and being grateful for the blessings
in your life. It just didn't get any better. Not to say I don't love Christmas, I do. But Thanksgiving has always been a special time for me.
When I was a kid it was a blast spending the day with my cousins. Running around like hooligans outside getting into all sorts of trouble. Sneaking into the house to score some pre-dinner grub. I'm pretty sure that Mom, Aunts, and Grandma knew what we were
doing, but they played along while we snuck veggies, rolls and anything else we could manage. We were always caught when we got to close to the dessert table. If you stuck around the kitchen for to long you were definitely going to put to work. Not that we
minded very much. It was always nice to be given a job in the kitchen with the ladies of the family. Watching them cook, talk and laugh together was always entertaining. My cousin Sarah and I would always end up making the Deviled Eggs. We could make some
awesome deviled eggs.
Then when the turkey came out we would try and sneak some of the skin off to eat. That got a little dangerous as the years passed and the turkey carving passed on to one of my cousins. He would pretend to go at you with a knife. I always said one of these days
he was going to mess up and actually stab someone. He never did. Thankfully. Although there was the time that while I was dodging the knife somehow the bowl of stuffing ended up on the floor. We stood there looking at it in stunned horror. It worked out okay
though because there was a back up and not all of the stuffing had been removed from the bird. Good thing or we would have been busted.
Dinner was always delicious and we had so many dishes to choose from. I was one to take small spoonfuls of almost everything and then maybe go back to get more of a favorite. Every year Sarah would make me try the
Green Bean Casserole and I would make her try Candied Yams. We never did convince each other that each dish was fabulous.
After dinner there was more playing until we decided it was time to beg the adults to "Please, Please let it be dessert time!" "After the dishes are done" was always the answer. So us girls would tromp on into the kitchen to face the
destruction that is the After-Thanksgiving-Dinner-Dishes. We made that fun as well though, it was our time to clean, chat and laugh together.
After we had our fill of dessert and were all lounging around stuffed with sugary goodness. Grandma would get this look on her face, sigh a little, and say "Well it’s all over" And that was the signal Thanksgiving was done!
"Thanksgiving Day is a jewel, to set in the
hearts of honest men; but be careful that you do not take the day, and leave out the gratitude."
- E.P. Powell
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