A big thank you to Jennifer and all of the judges, and congratulations to the winners this month. You can have a looksee at the creative and mouth-watering October 2007 entries here.
but does my blog look fat in this?!
Next week is Yankee Thanksgiving as our Canadian chums had their Thanksgiving last month. I know the menu for most people will consist of turkey and the usual suspects. I like turkey, but (and don’t laugh) I don’t think I want turkey on Thanksgiving. Strange, I know. When my sister was a kid, she insisted on turkey. It all ties back to the Thanksgiving of her fourth year (I wasn’t born yet) when my parents went to a lot of trouble to make Peking Duck at home – a real treat. The next school day, the teacher asked who had turkey for dinner and every kid raised their hand… except for Kris. She was the laughing stock of her kindergarten class and she stormed home to inform my parents that they had perpetrated this humiliation upon her. Ever since then, we were sentenced to turkey for Thanksgiving.
The day I left for college was the day my father threw off the shackles of turkey. I called from school to wish my parents a happy Thanksgiving and asked what they were having.
dad: we are having fish!
me: what? no turkey?
dad: no, i vetoed it. i hate turkey. i made a very nice spicy tofu fish. now that you kids are gone, you have no vote!
Well, I wasn’t the one insisting on turkey, but I had to laugh. I always preferred Virginia Smithfield ham (the salty kind that makes your salivary glands go into overdrive just thinking about it) to turkey anyway.
Jeremy and I are completely irreverent individuals when it comes to holidays. In the past we have spent Thanksgiving dinner on the flanks of a snowy western summit, gnawing at cold turkey jerky and drinking hot cocoa in the vestibule of our tent hoping that the approaching storm wouldn’t wipe us off the mountain before daybreak. Giving thanks can take on a whole new meaning. Thanksgiving has now become the holiday of making something that tastes great and doesn’t take all day because we’d rather get some skiing in (tele, xcountry – I’ll take it any which way). Last year was king crab legs and this year…?? Well, this year it looks as if our snow delivery is over a month delinquent. I haven’t decided yet, but as the day draws near I find I’m lacking inspiration. I suppose if I had succumbed to turkey it would be a no brainer, but I never make my life that straightforward. Anyone else out there who bucks tradition?