Updated on December 1, 2015
Thanksgiving was an amazing time spent with most of our family. We all met in St. Paul, Minnesota at my uncle’s house. Bean was in heaven with all of her cousins around and lots of love and attention. It was a great time of connecting with those we hold dearest.
Our Thanksgiving is like our family reunion. My mother’s brothers and sisters all decided, over twenty years ago after the death of their parents, to meet every Thanksgiving so that we would be able to have a family connection that continues. It is a tradition that I am very grateful started and will not fade, if I have anything to do with it.
We do the same thing basically every year. If we didn’t, there would certainly be people who would be upset. We ALWAYS have sphaghetti and cheese, a recipe mistake my grandmother made when my mother was young and turned out to be a half a century hit. Depending on who is hosting, we have a couple of turkeys, a ham and sometimes, a turducken. Cornbread dressing, greens and broccoli and cheese casserole MUST be there. Along with plenty of sweet potato pies, pecan pies, a huge cake made by Aunt Margaret (which disappeared in a record 30 minutes this year), cookies and various other foods and desserts.
Because we only do this once a year, there is lots of laughter, an after dinner game, team clean-up (my team), and plenty of time spent alternating between the couch and getting another plate of something. Despite our distance throughout the year, our love is strong. Family I love you!