Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday – always has been, always will be.
I love the smell of pies baking the oven, bread rising on the stove top. The sound of potatoes boiling and oven timers ringing all day long and laughter filling the kitchen. The music from the parade on in the background. All of it.
This morning, I made sourdough garlic knots (which are rising as I type). We made pie crusts, sweet potato casserole, de-boned cornish hens, and have prepped as much as possible for our 4 pm meal.
Having all the food in the kitchen just makes me hungry…now.
My most memorable Thanksgivings were at the Lowell’s house. I’m not sure how many people were there for the meal, but we basically filled their den, dining room, and kitchen with tables and chairs. There was always football on tv, green bean casserole, and lots of pie.
And for some reason, my little sister and I liked to dress up – at least for a few years. I would usually wear this yellow dress, which I think was a flower girl dress I wore in a wedding when I was younger. The best year was when Tiff dressed up in a brown outfit with leather fringe to be the “Indian”. That outfit was usually on this huge stuffed bear, except for that Thanksgiving.
Wherever you are, whoever you’re with, and whatever you’re doing today, be thankful. Take time to remember everything you have and truly be grateful for the blessings you’ve been given.
Today, I am thankful for my family and friends – those that are with me and those that aren’t. I am thankful for food and shelter and a place to call home. I am thankful for coffee and cinnamon rolls and homemade pie crusts. I am thankful for you – for reading, for sharing, and for pushing me to do more than I ever thought I could.