Thanksgiving
is, of course a joyful family gathering and a wonderful feast. But those who
are responsible for preparing that feast know well the tension of the
inevitable Day Before Thanksgiving when, no matter how well you think you’ve prepared,
you have the nagging feeling that you’ve forgotten SOMETHING. Cranberries? Can
milk? Butter? Is it the right KIND of butter? Who’s bringing the ice? How about
the dinner rolls? Do you remember what happened THAT year?
Then
you have to schedule out the oven time for each dish and co-ordinate everything
so it’s all ready at the same moment without anything getting too cold. Even
after the meal is done you must worry about what needs to be put away NOW and
what can stay out until Second Thanksgiving at supper time. And then finding
room for EVERYTHING in the fridge when the day is done.
I’ve
been preparing the family Thanksgiving meal for well over 30 years, and it never
fails to make me anxious to a certain degree, and it probably affects my temper
now and then, NOT a good thing for a holiday. Thank goodness I have nice people
helping me out, like Kelsey peeling boiled eggs for the deviled eggs or Andy
always ready to run out in search of that elusive, somehow inevitable forgotten
item. But it’s worth it when the family finally assembles, we say the
prayer, and gathered together we all join in fellowship and feasting.
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