Hunh. So Thanksgiving is next week. Go figure. I guess I wasn’t paying attention. Luckily I am not cooking for anyone else this year or I might panic. It will be just the two of us for the first time in…well…ever, I think. As far as I can remember, we have always spent the holiday with friends or family. But I don’t mind. I do like Thanksgiving so we will have a traditional meal, it will just be considerably smaller than usual.
Every year I suggest the homemade tofurky and every year it is rejected, so again it is the traditional roast turkey. Which is fine with me, in fact, if I ever do actually go vegetarian, the turkey will be one of those things that I will miss. Personally, I am fond of bread stuffing. Not cornbread, not sausage and oyster or any of the various exotics, I like seasoned bread cubes, a butter type substance, some onions, some celery, tons of spices and some broth. That’s all. That’s just the way I am. And as long as we are talking starches, there also needs to be potatoes, both mashed and sweet. Sadly, I hate to make mashed potatoes for no apparent reason, but I will buck up for this one occasion. And as far as sweet potatoes go, we have this family recipe from my sister-in-law that now kind of defines Thanksgiving for us. I guess there should be some kind of vegetable too if there’s not going to be a tofurkey…I am opting for something broccoli-like but I suspect the husband will prefer peas, which are not technically a vegetable, are they? They are a legume, which is slightly different but hey, who am I to argue?
Anything else? Well, I have decided to shun the pumpkin pie tradition as I really don’t care for it all that much. One slice is fine but then there is the rest of the pie to consider. This year I am thinking there will be some experimentation and perhaps some pumpkin/chocolate cheesecake squares. So far James seems to be agreeable to this but he can turn at any moment…
Finally, I am feeling the need for crescent rolls this year. The kind that come in a tube. The kind that I would generally not make. The kind that have long been eschewed for homemade bread, or biscuits or rolls. I don’t know where this desire has come from but I am thinking about giving in. Why not? In fact, someday I intend to host the Thanksgiving dinner that has all those traditional American classics that I never really got into, the sweet potatoes with marshmallows, the green been casserole, the jello salad…someday. Maybe the same year that I finally make the tofurkey.