I’m all-at-once really excited and really freaked out about Thanksgiving. Excited because my best friend gets to visit and we’re going to do all the cooking ourselves, but freaked out because WE’RE GOING TO DO ALL THE COOKING OURSELVES. So go ahead and laugh at me — the woman in her late 20s who’s always telling people how much she loves cooking — because I’m freaked out about roasting a large turkey and preparing the myriad requisite sides. I’m sure it will be okay and we’ll totally rock this thing — but I’m a doubter and a pessimist, so (here it comes again!): we’ll see.
We want to do this in a completely traditional way, meaning just like our mommies have always done it. So along with roasting a turkey, we’ll make stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy, candied sweet potatoes, cranberry sauce, green bean casserole, corn casserole, my late grandma Jean’s special macaroni salad, several pumpkin pies, and a bunch of rolls. I’m sure I’ve forgotten something here, but I’m sure my husband or best friend will remind me.
We’re also up for inviting anybody and everybody who doesn’t have somewhere else to go for the day, since that was also a tradition at my parents’ house. So if I know you and haven’t formally invited you…here’s your invitation! Just let me know if you want to bring something, because that’s less work for me.
There are some local farms who practice responsible animal husbandry, so I’m going to check around for availability on a turkey. Hopefully they’re not all spoken for already, since I do tend to procrastinate.