TURKEY TALK

My mother use to tell the story of the time she cooked her first Thanksgiving turkey.                                   

She was so excited at the prospect, that she spent the better part of the day talking about and envisioning the marvelous meal that she and my father would partake in that evening.

Her mouth was watering, just thinking of that delicious bird. She could hardly wait to take the first bite.

There was just one problem.

She’d never taken the turkey out of the freezer.

It was a very rude awakening, as Thanksgiving dinner suddenly fell way short of her expectations.

I believe my father then made a futile effort to find some sort of substitute. Of course, all this took place a number of years ago, long before there were 7-11’s and stores that remained open 24/7.

I’m not sure what made me recall this tale so many years later. Perhaps it has to do with our own Thanksgiving crisis of sorts, this year.

Nothing dire, mind you.

Just an unseasonably early snowfall that threatens to put a damper on Thanksgiving travel plans, not to mention the dinner itself.

My husband suggested that if worse comes to worse, we’ll just postpone the dinner by a day or two, until our guest can make it to our house.

However it plays out, I’m not worried.

I figure I have way too much to be thankful for. Such as:

  • The fact that a recent windstorm didn’t toss falling trees onto the roof of our summer cabin.
  • The fact that I love a fresh snowfall, even if it causes a problem or two.
  • The fact I have my family around me to celebrate with this year.

And so much more.

All this to say:  I wish you and yours a very happy Thanksgiving!