One aspect of traveling to Oklahoma and having Thanksgiving dinner up there is that we got to have two Thanksgiving dinners this year. My mental calendar is all out-of-whack, but the food was great. Yesterday we had my daughter and son-in-law over, and pretended it was Thanksgiving. 19 pound turkey, baked beans, dressing, green bean casserole, crescent rolls, peas, mashed potatoes, potato casserole, gravy, a nice Sauvignon Blanc, and a chocolate pie. It’s our collection of foods that we’ve settled on over the years. While we ate we talked about what had been on the menu in Oklahoma and at my daughter’s other family dinner, and we wondered what they will serve when they start their own Thanksgiving traditions. I couldn’t tell you with absolute clarity what we had in my family growing up – the Thanksgiving dinner wasn’t a huge deal, but we always ate well. But somehow through trial and error, we have our dishes, and when we thought briefly about leaving one off the list, we were firmly instructed by two children as to how that was not a viable option. There’s a procedure we have and a division of responsibilities, and it turns out to be a nice day which we followed up by playing 42 and visiting. After, we went to the holiday concert of the Fort Worth Symphony and came home, did a second load of dishes, and went to sleep.
I have so much to be thankful for, and I am.