For the past five years – give or take – my now 20-year-old daughter has prepared the holiday meals. It started off with a few of the side dishes, progressed to the turkey then the side dishes, then everything with me having assignments and now she just takes over the entire meal. I just stay out of the way and keep her company.
It’s quite a treat. Not only am I proud of the fact that she’s a fabulous cook – thanks to the teachings of my grandmother through me to her – but she loves to do it. I, on the other hand, haven’t enjoyed cooking for a little over four years. It appears that my love of cooking is only present when I am pregnant. No more pregnancies; no more cooking love.
I was taught the old-school way: Everything from scratch. Now I barely chop an onion or wilt spinach. Thank goodness for the easy, quick frozen veggies that are already chopped or available for steaming, among other things. Yup, I’ve turned into a lazy cooker.
This year she prepared the turkey, macaroni and cheese, mashed potatoes, gravy, spinach pie, broccoli casserole, greens, stove top sweet potatoes, stuffing, sweet potato pie, double chocolate cake, and we also had cranberry sauce and cornbread. (I think that’s everything.)
Simple: We all will be going to her house every.single.holiday for dinner. Period.
In the future, I will be bringing home plastic containers and foil wrapped plates. And I’m so comfortable with that.
How was your Thanksgiving holiday? What do your future Thanksgivings look like?