Ahhh...the bird is done, the dishes are put away and family has left for their own homes leaving behind delicious leftovers and a hangover of emotions.
As much as we love our families, do we need stress at 6AM fretting over the turkey that you chose for it's size, planned out (3 times) the exact number of minutes it needs to roast, the exact method that was settled on between turkey "experts" of all ages and written in broken notes the night before?
Should we worry that our pies are dry, the cranberries are too tart, and will anyone really like parsnips and spinach together? And what about breakfast, and snacks, and drinks, and post dinner sandwiches, and do I have enough plastic containers to send home a goody bag with everyone? What will the kids eat, no please do not take your juice box into the living room, no I don't have Eggos, or chicken nuggets - we are having turkey.
Why do we do this to ourselves every year? Because we love to cook. We love not having to drive in holiday traffic. And because deep down, we really do love our families...the joy of traditions over the dinner table. The expected spats, and spills. The worrying, fretting, good nature and community spirit it takes to do dinner for 8 or 10 or especially 30. So whatever you table on your table, and those who came to share the feast - I hope you remember just one thing - Christmas is less than a month away - and we get to do another big meal with our beloved families all over again. Pass the eggnog!
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