In the end, when I look back, preparing these huge meals, Holiday and otherwise, it is always about LOVE.. Eating the meal together is the real goal, and the preparation is the teasing, and proof of my commitment.. By now, we have done it often enough to have earned that place where it really isn’t necessary any more..
So as I get older and hopefully wiser, I jump quicker to the GOAL, and let my new place in the overview to exist only in our memories, and not in my aching back.. LOL
Enjoy that wonderful place and let your fingers on your checkbook to the walking.. HA! LOVE YOU ALL.. Carlo
Well, I give thanks for all the Chefs and the servers who are willing and able to prepare and host us empty nesters to such a feast on Thanksgiving. We’ll go to church at 9, to the Fox & Hounds to meet our friends at 10:30 and be home by 12 with the rest of the day before us for other endeavors.
I’ll slow down on my food consumption starting at noon today to leave room for the array that is sure to be before me tomorrow.
Oh, yes. The saddest part of tomorrow is NO LEFTOVERS.
If this is a memory thread (as well as a recipe thread) I have to share why we always have Brussels Sprouts at T’Giving. It is because when my uncle came home after WWII, my mom asked what he’d like for T’Giving dinner. He’d been gone for 5 years, having been stationed at Pearl harbor the day of the bombing.
He said that he’d dreamed of “those little cabbages” all the time he was aboard ship. So, we’ve always had “those little cabbages” at every family holiday meal since — Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year’s, and Easter! They are all gone now. Only my mother remains, and she is 99.
Isn’t that an odd thing to dream of during a war at sea?
My daughter was irritate when her husband asked for Brussels Sprouts and provided a recipe. I told her that she had to cook them in memory of Uncle Bob. She’s happy to accomodate!