I’m trying really hard to get excited about Thanksgiving, but it’s a little tricky this year.
For one thing, Oldest won’t be with us. I’m happy she’ll be having a lovely holiday with her boyfriend in Chicago. But we’ll only be at 4/5 capacity in the house and around the table, and that’s just a bit sad.
And then there’s…the menu. Middle (the vegan) and I have been working on plans for a meal that she can eat some part of. I’m still making a turkey, because…THANKSGIVING. But we’re compromising on a green bean casserole of her devising, two separate batches of mashed potatoes (with and without butter and milk), a pan of stuffing moistened with vegetable broth, and some sort of pecan pie sweetened with dates rather than corn syrup. Corn syrup is out because corn is killing the world. Yes, I really do get that, but sometimes I just want to eat without trying to save the world while I chew and swallow.
So tomorrow we’ll do our major shopping for the holiday dinner, and next week the cooking adventure begins. I’m sure we’ll have a lot of fun with it.
But I think I’ll be kind of glad to move on to Advent and Christmas.