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Nov. 27th, 2008

Happy Thanksgiving!

One of the things I miss most about living in the US is Thanksgiving day. As a kid it was always one of the biggest days of the year because the entire family would gather at our house for a feast. Best yet was the predictability of who was bringing what and what was being served:  My grandma Dot always brought the pies (Pumpkin, Mincemeat, and Coconut Cream), the sweet potatoes, and the biscuits, while my grandma Jessie always brought celery with cream cheese and the relish plate (black olives, green olives, & pickles).  My grandfather (i.e., Michael though everyone called him Carl) always did the carving.  My aunt Sally always made the carrots, while my Aunt Wanda always brought macaroni salad.   My mom baked the turkey (always stuffed!), and made the mashed potatoes.

Years later, after I moved to Oklahoma, I made dinner for all the orphaned students with much of the same menu:  Although it was a bit of a potluck, with everyone bringing something, I never let anyone bring any of the "core" meal since it had to meet my nostalgic criteria.

Nowadays, living in Germany, it's hard to pull off the Thanksgiving dinner: Turkeys aren't all that common, there's no day off from work, and most of the other critical ingredients (e.g., pumpkin pie filling) are very difficult to get a hold of.... sigh..... The one benefit from all this is that I really appreciate what I experienced as a child.

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