A nice, relaxing Thanksgiving dinner

Thanksgiving dinner is in four hours. The ham is in the oven. I baked the pies yesterday. I am not responsible for anything else.

This means that, for the first year ever, I will be able to watch the entirety of the Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade. Every year, this has been a struggle for me. I love all the music and marching bands and everything, but I’m usually setting a table, peeling potatoes or otherwise at work.

The difference between this year and previous ones? I admitted I didn’t have to have the perfect Thanksgiving dinner. I’ve always tried to match Martha Stewart, with a perfect turkey, more mashed potatoes thank anyone could eat and an all around huge spread.

This year, we’re doing a potluck. We’re splitting the stress and the workload between four people. Since dinner is at my house, I took charge of the hard-to-transport items: the big hunk of ham currently residing in my oven, as well as some gravy.

I think a lot of us feel that we have to have Norman Rockwell Thanksgivings. We need to cook dinner for twenty, wrestle with a turkey bigger than the dog and be generally perfect.

My grandmother did that, but it took her the whole week before Thanksgiving every year. But — don’t get me wrong, my grandmother is the hardest working woman I’ve ever met — but, she didn’t have a job. She could devote that much time.

I’m content with my laid back holiday this year. I’m even thankful that I don’t have to stress about making dinner.

by Thursday Bram

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