|Thanksgiving Day 2010|
In Britain the Christmas Season seems to begin October first -- for then the TV ads begin and the stores' toy departments are expanded and heavy laden. And my heart begins to sink ... smart ass television and radio personalities joke about how many days or weeks until Christmas and my head looks to bury itself in the sand. The past few years in Britain have seen an increase in paraphernalia pertaining to Halloween -- but so far nothing to dent the early enthusiasm for displays of Christmas Cards, Christmas decorations, Gift ideas, etcetera, etcetera.
But this post is supposed to be about Thanksgiving and so far I've plodded on about is December 25th!
|The Man Who Carves and The Sister Who Cooks|
The Great Day began with sitting down to watch the balloon spectacle Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade! This was unusually enjoyable for me as it had been several years since I'd last seen one. Year after year it may become old hat for some, but for once I thoroughly enjoyed it. The sound of the Parade in the background had a genuine Thanksgiving kind of hum that blends magically with the preparations in the kitchen and dining area and the smells which gradually emanate from beyond and are reminiscent all Thanksgivings past.
Nowadays Mom does not do any cooking, but she insisted on preparing the sweet potatoes. We did persuade her to leave off the sickly sweet toasted marshmallows though. I prepared the mashed potatoes and succotash -- for those of you not familiar with this dish it is a mixture of sweet corn and lima beans. Of course there were other vegetables and cranberry sauce and stuffing and pies -- last year there were apple, pumpkin and mince. All washed down with bottles of Sancerre, Pouilly Fume and whatever red wine The Man chose. In all there were nine of us to make merry and begin the festive season quite properly with this special all American Day of Thanksgiving. All this was followed by the usual digestif of some American Football and the full flow of a dishwasher in perfect working order!
Thanksgiving is more than one day -- it is a long weekend. The Friday, now known as Black Friday, is the busiest shopping day of the year and for many of us marks the beginning of the Christmas season. There are even members of my own family who I am embarrassed to say put up their Christmas tree on this day! I am now too old to participate in the Black Friday madness when the traffic jams are legendary and the stores are mobbed. Best to stay at home and eat turkey and cranberry sauce and stuffing sandwiches, don't you think? Some people can hardly wait for the shopping to begin though -- some stores started opening at midnight and the lines had been forming for hours -- but at least Thanksgiving came first!