Sunday, November 21, 2010
Flannery and I busily prepare the feast. An assortment of mouthwatering pies prepared from scratch will be set on the windowsill to cool in the crisp autumn air. Carrots, rutabagas, acorn squash, turnips, parsnips, brussel sprouts, cabbage, all manner of leafy greens, fresh from the neighbor’s garden, will be transformed by Thanksgiving Alchemy, into our delectable fat-free Vegan Stew. Bennie will shoot an enormous turkey on the back forty. Oakley will demonstrate, before our very eyes, his prowess in dressing a turkey, as he has for seventeen Thanksgivings past.
Each year the turkey’s attire is more festive than last. Oakley’s dressed turkey took top honors at the 1998 Macy’s Parade. Willard Scott was dazzled.
If our humble table doesn’t have room for each and every one of us--this year we'll be hosting a multitude--we will set up quaint picnic tables by the rushing river behind the house. If need be, we will eat in shifts, asking the heavens for a sign as to who should be first to dine, before drawing straws. Those coming up with the short straw may sit on the ground, on the sidelines, salivating. Babies shall rest comfortably in hollowed out logs.
Yes, Native Americans will be in attendance. They’re a very big part of the tradition.
Whatever your own traditions this year...