What would Thanksgiving be without traditions? Every year it is the same which makes the holiday so much easier. First, we get up early and my son, Ken, and I truss our 20+ pound turkey. Of course, this is after we have our annual debate aided by Google of what the cooking temperature should be. We used 375 degrees this year, and it worked well.
Once the grandchildren are up, Alden toasts the bread for the stuffing while Ella and Lily tear it up, and Aerin starts making the pumpkin chiffon pie. Next, the grandchildren peel the five pounds of potatos. I’ll prepare the mashed potatoes and put them in the warming oven. Now you may wonder what does my daughter-in-law, Shari do? Well she slices the canned jellied cranberry and ofter sets the table. And what about daughter, Martha? She sort of wanders around saying make the graham cracker crust for the pie from scratch and then bake it briefly.
Of course, then we eat anywhere from one to three depending when the turkey is done. We finish the meal with the chiffon pie and one of the five pumpkin ice cream pies I made. They are so popular that we ate one a day Thanksgiving week. Since we are all dressed up, next on the agenda is our Thanksgiving picture which will become my Christmas card photo.
Finally, there is the most unusual aspect to Thanksgiving. We will hike up to the Hollywood sign. That is everyone, but me, will make it to the top. I am getting closer each year. Will I make it by 100, it’s a mighty good question?
Hey, take the time now to share the one unique tradition that your family has.
aginggratefully 