My Most Memorable Thanksgiving
I've just returned home from a lovely Thanksgiving dinner with friends and now I'm faced with writing my blog (as part of the 30 day challenge) and my ideas are weighted down in a turkey induced stupor. That's when I ran across Patricia Kennedy's post that was inspired by Roger Mucci's post about his most memorable Thanksgiving. So here's my story….
When I first moved to San Diego in 1989, I made a number of good friends that like myself, were all transplants from all over the U.S., from Colorado to New York to Florida. Since none of us had family in San Diego, we were all without dinner plans for Thanksgiving. So one of my girlfriends and I decided we would make Thanksgiving dinner and invite all our friends who had nowhere else to go.
While we were very well intentioned, our cooking skills were pretty minimal, we didn't have a cookbook, and of course that was back before Google, so even though we knew what we wanted to cook, we didn't have any recipes. Our first shocking discovery was when we were trying to stuff the turkey only to find there was something inside of it!!! I put my hand inside and starting putting on something that eventually loosened and started coming out… I couldn't image what it could be. Of course it was the turkey neck and innards, but it was a surprise to us! We cooked the potatoes way too early and they turned a dark purple color by the time we decided to mash them.
Oh no, what next??
I lived in a little beach cottage on Mission Bay, it was a warm, sunny day and we set up our table on the patio. That day, with a lot of laughter and a few mimosas, we managed to present our friends with a beautiful, traditional Thanksgiving dinner. And although we all missed our own families, we were together enjoying this meal that is so much a part of all of our lives.