I've heard that salmon, certain birds and monarch butterflies return to the place of their birth. Well, somewhere in the beginning of my family's life story, someone must have been born in a kitchen. For every special occasion -- holidays, birthdays, reunions and the inevitable passing -- calls us to a kitchen, with family and friends crowded around a table of preparations, continuing an endless conversation percolated by a stove covered with simmering pots.
Our family legacy is one of prairies, cattle and corn . . . Frontier women splitting stovewood in skirts . . . It's the aroma of baking . . . Spicing life with a pinch of salt . . . And sweetening the pot, either for dessert or for a game of cards.
Tomorrow will be no exception. The kitchen will be full with the smell of roasted turkey and stuffing; the happy sounds of laughter and children's squeals will bounce off the walls. When the table is cleared, the men I love will warm themselves by the glow of a Thanksgiving football game . . . and cards will replace the empty plates on the table.
Almost exactly as it's been done around here for generations.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Have a wonderful holiday with your family, Leslie. I will think of you as we drive through PA on our way to NJ at the crack of dawn!
ReplyDeleteHappy Thanksgiving to you and yours! It sounds as if practice makes perfect :)
ReplyDeletethe legacy of the kitchen table...holding all the love of generations.
ReplyDeletemix in a huge dollop from me! gorgeous generous post, thank you for nourishing my soul with yours.
xoxoxoxox,
rebecca
Happy Thanksgiving to you too .. cooking with friends and family is what it is all about .
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kathyd
The happiest of Thanksgiving Leslie to you and your entire crew!
ReplyDeleteI hope you had a most lovely day!
ReplyDeleteI'm sure the food was super duper.
I love the prairie family photo.
oxoxo
I can just imagine how beautiful this years Thanksgiving was for you, Leslie. This post glows with love and warmth!
ReplyDeletesending love, roxanne