By Sandra Hutchinson
I’d bet that nearly everyone reading this can recite, item by item, every single dish served at their family’s Thanksgiving table while growing up. The Thanksgiving menu is pretty much inviolate. Even the slightest change is noticed by all. I think I still remember the year my mother started adding apples to her stuffing.
We almost always had Thanksgiving dinner at our house, instead of traveling to spend the holiday with our grandparents or other relatives. We knew exactly what to expect. We had turkey, of course; stuffing, always made with a base of Pepperidge Farm herbed bread cubes; giblet gravy, even though the thought of what giblets are grossed us out; sweet potatoes with toasted marshmallows on top; mashed white potatoes; gravy; tossed salad; creamed corn; green peas; our once-a-year cranberry/pineapple/jello “salad”; and whole canberry sauce.
The meal always started with a relish tray of celery, green and black olives, and scallions, served in one of my mother’s antique cut glass dishes. As a child, I never really understood what that was all about, except that maybe it made the meal more special, like going to a fancy restaurant. Adding to the specialness of the occasion were the crisply pressed white linen tablecloth and napkins, the really good china, cut-glass water goblets, the silver serving dishes and the sterling flatware.
It always felt like we were getting away with something at Thanksgiving, having roasted marshmallows as part of the meal. For dessert, it was usually pumpkin or mincemeat pie.
When I met my yet-to-be-husband, and went to my first Thanksgiving dinner at his mother’s house, I found lot of similarities in the menu, although of course everyone’s stuffing is unique, and his mother served creamed onions and broccoli, unlike mine.
The first year one cooks his or her own Thanksgiving dinner is a milestone. I didn’t cook my first Thanksgiving turkey until I was married, in my mid-thirties. We had just had our kitchen gutted and completely redone. My mother and stepfather, my sister and brother-in-law, my nieces, my step-nephew, a family friend, and my new mother-in-law were coming to dinner. The pressure was on.
I pored over the Joy of Cooking and Martha Stewart’s magazine columns, trying to figure out the best way to cook the perfect turkey. I can’t even describe how stressed out I was about the whole thing. It became hugely important to me to get everything just right.
I ended up covering the turkey in cheesecloth that had been soaked in melted butter and white wine, and I followed Martha’s elaborate instructions about checking the bird, basting the bird, covering and uncovering the bird. I remember searching for cheesecloth in the supermarket, thinking, how can something so universal, so basic, as roasting a turkey, be so complicated?
For that Thanksgiving meal, my very first own, I managed to replicate everything my mother had always made. I wouldn’t have dreamed of altering the menu, or it wouldn’t really be Thanksgiving. My mother gave me her recipes and shared her secrets, some of which were no doubt passed on to her from my grandmother. And one thing I especially treasure is her handwritten recipe for cranberry/pineapple/jello “salad”, which is now taped to the inside cover of my Joy of Cooking, just as it was in hers.
Love reading this, as I sit here plotting out vegan versions of the family recipes. What a warm feeling to remember Thanksgiving as a kid. I haven’t yet met that milestone of hosting!
Thanks Kate! What’s your preferred vegan main dish?
We go for a Tofurkey! It takes a while to roast one and it needs basting and gravy, so there are elements of the tradition there. We usually bring the mashed potatoes, a pumpkin pie, a veggie dip and a side and there is always plenty for us if the family uses Earth Balance instead of butter for cooking. This year we are in charge of stuffing for the first time ever. I’ve never made it! Any tips?
Hi Kate! I cheat and use Pepperidge Farm stuffing cubes, but then add a lot of my own ingredients, like turkey sausage (not an option for you!), apples, raisins and fresh herbs. My mother swore by Bell’s Poultry Seasoning (salt free), and I always add that, even though the pre-made stuffing already has seasonings in it. I have made the stuffing from scratch from crumbs made from a crusty loaf but it’s just too much work when I’m making the entire meal. Have a nice (vegan!) Thanksgiving!
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Thanks, Sandy! I like the idea of apples and raisins. Might have to try it. Happy Thanksgiving!
Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. Thanks for sharing your memories and traditions. I have all of my mom’s cookbooks and handwritten recipes. It gives me great pleasure to read them and get transported back in time. Happy Thanksgiving!
As one of your nieces and remembering grandmas Thangivings, I don’t think I ever ate from her relish tray when I was a kid. But I sure did eat her cranberry relish and pick the marshmallows off the sweet potatoes. My favorite memory is watching grandma make gravy.
I never mastered gravy the way my mother (your grandmother) had. But I’ve discovered a secret– Williams Sonoma turkey gravy base! Cheating? Maybe! But it works!