Let’s extend our Thanksgiving Day table to virtually include one another…

The 2020 holidays are quickly approaching.  Obviously, they are not going to resemble what my small but multistate family are accustomed to but we are resilient and focused on doing the right thing this year so we can safely be together next year. Restrictions on gathering in Vermont have necessarily tightened so we can try to get a handle on the increasing number of Covid-19 cases growing in the state. In light of this I started thinking about making virtual plans with my family and friends and then I thought about expanding the gathering even further. 

We have a broader opportunity to gather, to share stories and have some fun! We can safely make this unique Thanksgiving meaningful in this extraordinary time. Over the next brief period of time I am going to share some of my favorite recipes peppered in with some family holiday stories.  A few will be secret family recipes so shhhhhh. Possibly some of my holiday traditions will resonate with you, a few will make you giggle while others may leave you scratching your head. Why not have some fun during a truly challenging time. Let’s get through this together. 

My holiday season wish is that you will share too. I would love to learn a new recipe as I am certain other readers would, understand and learn about your family traditions or tell me how you are creatively coping with the challenges of the upcoming 2020 holiday season?  Zoom family and / or friends desert plans? Let’s brainstorm some holiday survival…

Are you volunteering for an organization that is helping the ever-growing population of Americans in need this holiday season? Let us know. Any Turkey Trotters out there running virtual races? Are you planning on staying in your pj’s all day? Binge watching the new season of The Crown? Will Mrs. Maisel’s new season be available soon? Let’s share 2020 holiday survival skills and foods that comfort. 

I will be sharing my crowd-pleasing apple-pie recipe in a future blog post so please stay tuned. I welcome all apple pie aficionados to share and weigh in. I am not afraid of the challenge as I am confident in this winning recipe! Yes, of course there is a ridiculous amount of white and brown sugar…

Today I am going to share a near and dear memory from many years ago.  I felt on this cold and gray New England day that it would be good jumping off point. For many of my early childhood years we had Thanksgiving Day diner at my aunt’s cozy little bungalow style home in Taunton, MA. She and my uncle lived on a very busy street, but her little white house was an oasis from the world outside. To date, I have not stepped into another home including my own that was as warm and comfortable as hers. Possibly it had much to do with her 4’10″ loving stature, a head full of thick salt and pepper curls, with brown eyes that spoke volumes as they danced with personality. She possessed a love and an energy never again to be duplicated. She could cook. I don’t mean she had a few good dishes because she certainly did. When you walked through her back door Thanksgiving Day late morning, there would be baking flour coating one end of the countertop to the other only to be interrupted by her busy stovetop with large cooking pots bubbling and boiling. Minestrone soup and homemade ravioli cooking as they appeared each year as the first two courses of our extensive Thanksgiving Day meal. The table set in a functional manner with the appropriate number of chairs surrounding it.  I suspect there was always room for one more no matter how crowded as that is simply how her selfless heart functioned. The extraordinary courses of food and family were the focus of the day.  I can still see and smell the fragrant steam that wafted out of the small busy kitchen. The Zenith console television in techno color played in the background. The Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade sounds and images marched into our day before football games filled the low celling air. Fine china coffee cups and saucers clinked and clanked on the furniture arms and nearby tray tables signaled the tentative and unofficial end of the feast. A perfect day and warm memory…

Let’s have some fun ….

Share some good thoughts…

Most importantly expand our hearts, our humanity and our virtual table to include all…

 There is always room for one more at the table…

Author: Elizabeth Ricketson

A graduate of Providence College with a BA in English, Elizabeth Ricketson has always had a love of literature and the fine arts. Elizabeth’s essays focus on life experiences and life in Vermont.

2 thoughts

  1. No Thanksgiving is complete without Mom’s Deviled Eggs. There was an unsaid allotment of 2 per person until the table was being cleared. At that time the remaining eggs typically got popped into the mouth on the journey from the dinning room to kitchen ( about 3 steps away) .
    Here is the unedited version as Mom wrote it.

    8 jumbo eggs boiled hard and cold

    Mix yolks with garlic powder to taste 1/8 – 1/4 tsp

    1/2 stick choice of butter or good margarine

    About 5 drops of Tabasco sauce

    2 heaping tablespoons of good mayonnaise

    1/4 cup ketchup

    Adjust to taste as you go along. Each time varies

    Top each filled egg with 1/2 green olive & bit of paprika.

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