I've gone around and read all of my friends' blogs and most of them talk about their Thanksgivings and it made me think. Sure, Thanksgiving is about spending time with loved ones--but try a Thanksgiving without food. In most cases, every attendee must bring food. And it's not enough just to bring a dish, you've got to bring one of your PREMIERE dishes.
They have got to be colorful. They have got to be tasty. They must beckon you to come back for more. And there always has to be too much for one night so you can have leftovers.
Speaking of leftovers, my Sil makes this breakfast hash the morning after where she just dumps almost everything into a skittle and heats it up and it tastes yummy.
Then, after you have gorged yourself, sometime during the long weekend, you have to tell everyone what you ate. You have got to describe the dishes--how they looked, what went into them, how they tasted.
Then, we exchange recipes and/or discuss our own variations.
It's as if stuffing our bellies is not enough, we have to stuff our imaginations as well.
I'm not knocking any of this. It's just interesting to me. If I knew anything about how to do it, I'd start up a site called MyFeast.com, where friends could invite friends to be their friends just for the sole purpose of sharing Turkey Day menus.
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Thanksgiving used to be a ho-hum holiday for me. But now every year I enjoy it more and more. It hasn't been ridiculously commercialized. And it is pretty creative. Oh yeah, I want to taste those premiere dishes!
And then comes Christmas, which I enjoy less and less.
Camaraderie: food feeds your soul. Breaking a fast with another = trust and affection.
Food is life, to some food is love.
And then there is nostalgia: tradition.
Bringing a plate of dogshit will never get you a place at the table, eh?
So how did the closed open mic go?
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