Our Thanksgiving Dinner has changed little over the last few years. We share it with friends, including the president of our Church Council at his home, and their extended families. The stars are high school aged twins that are brilliant and accomplished, true hopes-for-the-future, worthy of Thanksgiving. Thankfully, my daughter is recently back from traveling abroad in the UK. Unfortunately she won't be with us.
The menu: Turkey, one factory and one wild. Stuffing dressing, one exotic (mushrooms/oysters/chestnuts). Venison (we're in the middle of gun season ATM). Ham. String bean - 'French Onion' casserole. Mashed potatoes. Candied yams. Cranberry fluff (yeech Cool whip). Gravies. Salads, at least two. Fresh baked bread and rolls. Crudités. Iced tea. Red and white wine. Seasonal beer.
Later, for the gentlemen, single malt, and for the ladies, sherry. Much later, after the football game, seasonal pies.
We have much to give thanks for. Confusion to the enemy.