I freakin’ LOVE the holidays! Once November hits, I feel all the magical holiday feels. Between Thanksgiving and Christmas, there is something so nostalgic about this time of year (sitting on the couch watching Home Alone as we speak…Buzz your Girlfriend, woof). Anyway, I am pretty sure I have been counting down to Thanksgiving since before Halloween…thats the true Foodie in me, daydreaming about the one holiday dedicated to eating.
But it’s not just eating that makes me love it so much, it’s more about everything else that goes into making the day so special that makes me thankful. We host Thanksgiving at my parent’s house so the entire family is usually involved and working together. With such busy lives, it’s a great bonding time doing something we all love to do..cook. At this point, we all have our specialties and take charge to whip up a feast.
My mom is the master of stuffing (call if dressing if you prefer), she has it down to a science and while some may argue turkey is the pinnacle of Thanksgiving, I would have to disagree because who doesn’t love buttery, soft, herb-flavored bread and realistically when else do you eat stuffing?
My brother is a master of meats, the guy knows how to cook a bird. His precision and patience when it comes to cooking a turkey is a desirable skill. He never disappoints when he’s in the kitchen.
The sides are usually where I come in, I make a mean mashed potato…it’s all about a little TLC, well that and a healthy dose of butter. Along with mashed sweet potatoes, roasted Brussel sprouts and corn casserole
My great-aunt, Nancy is hands down a saint, every year (well and basically every holiday) makes two classic family sides, Artichoke Pie (artichokes, mixed with bread crumbs and parmesan to form a pie- ugh so good!), and Stuffed Mushrooms. We basically don’t let her over if either is not in tow.