The turkey is cleaned. The dressing is mixed. Now it’s just a matter of getting everything in the oven, cooked, and taken to my aunt’s house for Thanksgiving dinner.
For decades, Thanksgiving dinner took place at my grandmother’s house. Gram would cook just about everything. And she would start days ahead of time. When Mom moved back here, she’d take all of Thanksgiving week off of work to help Gram.
After Gram passed away, we continued to have Thanksgiving dinner at the house for the family. I kicked in to help Mom during the week of preparing. I did the cleaning and Mom did the chopping and preparing. Then we’d both put it all together and get it going.
When Mom passed away, Thanksgiving dinner moved to my aunt’s house. I just made Gram’s meat dressing. It was always my job to mix and taste-test the dressing for Gram and Mom, so it just sort of seemed natural for me to take over that duty. In the years since, I’ve added the turkey to my contributions. The deal is that I get to take any leftover turkey home so I can make soup. It’s a pretty decent bargain all around.
And so, I’ve done my Thanksgiving Eve preparations. The turkey will go in the oven around 5:30 am or so. Once it’s done, the dressing goes into the oven while I make the gravy. (Oh, yeah…I do that too. With lots of mushrooms.) Then the whole kit-and-kaboodle gets loaded in the car and it’s off to my aunt’s house.
Friday will be spent relaxing…recovering from the turkey hangover and, possibly, throwing stuff into the slow cooker for my turkey soup. Or maybe I’ll do that on Saturday. We’ll see.
But, let me wish all of you a very wonderful Thanksgiving. I hope you’re able to spend it with your family – whether it be family of birth or family of choice.