November 22, 2011

Stuff(ed) and Nonsense: The Dreaded Feast, again.





“We all know that Christmas Thanksgiving is the real culprit here, the true source of the mania, depression, and clinical hysteria.”  
-The Dreaded Feast, Taylor Plimpton


I have always managed to gently fade away and enjoy the holidays in an unconventional way. 
Yes, I get like this-insufferable-every year at this time, and it lasts until, oh, February or so, when the urge to become a Jehovah's Witness slowly dissipates and all traces of holiday mania has evaporated.
This year, however, feels distinctly darker. Twentyeleven has not been a happy year on our little planet, there has been much death, doom, destruction and a host of major life changes that knocked us on our derrières.  As a friend mentioned yesterday, self-discovery is a bastard-it's also expensive, boring, depressing, time-consuming, exhausting and scary. And yet, there are little glimmers of hope and progress here and there, and, on occasion-unadulterated joy.  

Which leads me to Benjamin Disraeli-
“I feel a very unusual sensation-if it is not indigestion, I think it must be gratitude.”
Whether you celebrate a quiet Thanksgiving at a table for two or a crazy, hectic family feast... ENJOY your day!

13 comments:

Anonymous said...

May your stuffing been tasty,
may your turkey been plump,
May your potatoes & gravy had nary a lump,
May your yams been delicious,
may your pies got a prize,
May your Thanksgiving feasting
stay off of your thighs.

Ms. Edna (squared) said...

Thank you-
it was
and
one can only hope

Anja said...

Turkito Time!
Words about leftovers.
If dry turkey, weird stuffing, lumpy mashed potatoes and canned cranberry is soo good, why do we eat it just once a year?
Let's be honest the best thing about Thanksgiving is leftovers. Every quick and tasty snack you'll concoct from "the remains of the day" might be better than the big meal itself.
Go Mexican: Pull all the leftover meat apart, roll it up in fresh corn tortillas, deep fry and smile. Grate some cheese, mix up some guacamole, and you're good to go. You're living the turkito lifestyle and it's crunchy-good. Isn't it nice, looking forward to leftovers?
In the words of the domestic goddess Martha: It's a good thing.

frenchtoast said...

And that is why YOU are my goddess.

Alistair (ALWAY in contrl) said...

One word for you all:

CAPRIOTTIE'S

Eric (relax it's Las Vagas) said...

TWO words for you all (sorry Alistair:

Capriotti’s
and
Harlet Night= (a whiskey lover’s literal w** dream.)

2 oz. Jameson
5 oz. Domaine de Canton
5 oz. cinnamon/clove simple syrup
2 dashes of cherry bitters
2 bar cherries macerated in sugar
1 cinnamon stick
Shake Jameson, Domaine de Canton, simple syrup and bitters together and strain into a coupe glass. Skewer cherries and balance on rim. Garnish with cinnamon stick.
And before you can say “it’s a good thing” you’ll be in Thanksgiving Heaven.

God bless Irish hospitality!

Ms. Edna (squared) said...

Dear Las Vegas Eric!
Having a great Thanksgiving?
Remember to hose-down the terrace!

Eric (relax it's Las Vegas) said...

That is why I had YOU design my palace in the sky.
What would mother say? ;-0
Much love-

Charles said...

Oh Eric spreading the gospel of John Jameson?
John Jameson you have A LOT to answer for!

SvO said...

I would comment but I had a “Mind Eraser” with my… what was it again?

frenchtoast said...

OMG turkey, turkey SvO. What would mother say, indeed!

Aloha Bruce said...

Two words for all you, land and sand rats-

Blue Hawaiian:

1 oz light rum
1 cherry
2 oz pineapple juice
1 oz Blue Curacao liqueur
1 oz cream of coconut
1 slice pineapple

Blend light rum, blue curacao, pineapple juice, and cream of coconut with one cup ice in an electric blender at high speed. Pour contents into a highball glass. Decorate with the slice of pineapple and a cherry. Drink with your ‘traditional Thanksgiving dinner’.
God bless Hawaiian hospitality. Happy Thanksgiving.

Mother said...

Remember, moderation is key listen to someone who knew –
"I like to have a Martini, two at the very most; three, I'm under the table, four I'm under the host!"
~Dorothy Parker