Thanksgiving Weekend is Toast 2015-11-29

2015-11-26-SandyIt’s Sunday after the big holiday of eating food we shouldn’t be eating until we can hardly breathe. It’s a food-challenged person’s nightmare; but if the turkey and dressing, sweet potato casserole with marshmallows, mashed potatoes and gravy, cranberries, cooked apples, corn on the cob, broccoli and rice cheese bake, green bean casserole, rolls, pies, cookies, and the kitchen sink aren’t all placed neatly on table trivets with large serving spoons ready to dig-in, there is inevitably the question what happened to the _____ (fill in the blank). Well, nobody has ever actually asked where the kitchen sink went, but everything else is carefully cooked in a small hot kitchen, prepared with love and care, warmed and added to the table for the gluttonous perfection that it has become as part of our traditional gathering day of stuffing (and I’m not talking about what’s in the turkey). Sadly the food still manages to be just this side of cold before it eventually hits the plates. Diabetics, celiacs, vegetarians, food allergy people, and others spend their day making deals with their conscious that just this one day won’t hurt.  I can take antacids, use more insulin, drink lots of water, start my diet on Monday, run on the treadmill for 10 hours, walk the entire Constitution Trail, whatever the deal is that can help justify going off the rails.  Is there a 12-step program for holiday eaters? Then there’s the family that many you don’t see but once a year and sometimes not even then converging on Grandma and Grandpa’s small home. Mix a visiting dog with the family cat, squeeze one too many butts onto the couch, bring out foldable lawnchairs for others, try to keep up with the various conversations in the room while not following any of them, while balancing a plate of food on our laps. Then the dilemma of football vs a family holiday movie. I vote football. I am in the minority. The clean-up, oh the cleanup! As the usual cook and hostess, I am mostly exhausted by the time the dinner starts. Soooo, everyone, let’s eat, there’s pie and whipped cream for dessert, and then I love you guys, thanks for coming, and now get the heck out of my house.  People all over the country are being grateful on that day for what they have, and who they have to share it with.  The cat and I say bring on The-Friday-After-Thanksgiving. That’s my thankful holiday… Sandy

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