Planning Thanksgiving in Cornwall

We’ve started planning our Thanksgiving party. The guest list is limited by the size of our house, which is a shame because we’d love to add more people. And since there’s no competition—no one says, sorry, but I have to go to my brother’s this year—almost everyone we invite is available. And it’s an American holiday, which gives it an element of cool here.

Our tradition, both here and back in Minnesota, is that we cook the turkey, cranberries, sweet potatoes, and pumpkin pie (usually; back in Minnesota, as D. got older he became a very good cook and he brought the pies), and we ask everyone to bring something. Which is where it gets interesting.

Pumpkin pie--with a neater crust than I make. Photo by the Culinary Geek from Chicago, courtesy of WikiMedia

Pumpkin pie–with a neater crust than I make. Photo by the Culinary Geek from Chicago, courtesy of WikiMedia

The first time we invited we invited M. and J. to our Thanksgiving in Minnesota, was the first time I understood how rigid the traditions are. J. isn’t from the U.S. but she was the cook in the family, and as they told the tale later, M. said “No, you can’t bring that” to everything J. suggested. Macaroni and cheese? No, you can’t bring that. Chocolate cake? No, etc.

So this year, a different J.—an American—told me she’d have to explain to P. that just because root beer floats are American doesn’t mean you can have them at Thanksgiving. I looked at the list of what people were bringing: leek gratin, cauliflower cheese, quiche. Don’t bother, I said. We’ve given up the battle.

The only traditional elements of the meal are the ones we make—turkey, cranberries, sweet potatoes, and pumpkin pie. And baking powder biscuits, which weren’t traditional in my family, but Wild Thing’s from Texas and will never say no to biscuits. The rest is all stuff that would get us all deported if we tried it in the U.S.

So we’ve evolved our own traditions, one of which is the meal isn’t traditional. A second involves me, the vegetarian, cooking a dead bird. Which hardly even strikes me as strange anymore. A third—one we’re trying to break—is that I make cranberry sauce and forget to set it out. A fourth is that we have to have at least one dessert that isn’t pumpkin pie, because although pumpkins grow here they’re considered a squash and people are, um, let’s say hesitant about eating it as a sweet. But we do have to have it. That’s tradition for you. Besides, a few of us like it.

25 thoughts on “Planning Thanksgiving in Cornwall

  1. I love that picture of pumpkin pie. Actually, you had me at pumpkin. I haven’t celebrated Thanksgiving for about 23 years (or any holiday, actually), but I can never say no to turkey and cranberries! Nothing wrong with evolving traditions to suit your present self… that’s how the old ways got to be old ways in the first place. Imagine how bonkers people once thought cranberry sauce would be with turkey. Imagine whoever dreamed up the first pile of mashed potatoes with a gravy volcano. Pass the leek gratin, please! :-)

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  2. It’s not all bad to have different things for Thanksgiving though. As long as people enjoy and eat them, I’d rather that than something traditional that no one eats. You find the most interesting things to write about! It’s a great topic.

    Nancy

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      • I have the same problem and it’s discouraging some days. Supposedly I have almost 400 subscribers, but only a few of them have taken time to become friends. I never ever hear from the other 380+. I have no idea why they subscribe.

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        • Wild guess? Most people view blogs as reading material, not places to interact. Until I started blogging myself, I saw them the same way.

          The strange thing about the topics I don’t expect people to be interested in is that they’re often the ones that get the most response. Which, I guess, goes to remind me of how little I really know about what goes on in other people’s heads.

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    • It’ll vary a bit from region to region and family to family. We used to have turkey, stuffing, gravy, a green salad, some sort of cooked vegetable, baking powder biscuits, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, and pumpkin pie with whipped cream. And coffee or tea. By the time we got through that, no one could move.

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    • Well, being from a particular part of the south with our own food traditions, we almost always have field peas (which only seem to be a thing in the Carolinas and are NOT the same as black eyed peas but ARE related) and sometimes collards and ALWAYS pecan pie, in addition to the aforementioned items. Stuffing but outside the bird so it’s called dressing, and mashed potatoes because gravy. Biscuits if someone wants to but usually we don’t because they take up space that could be used for dessert. Oh and wine. Then we go for a walk or just lie on the floor in a food coma. Happy Thanksgiving!!!

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  3. We usually do Thanksgiving, with the odd year at someone else’s table. Believe me, not everyone’s Thanksgiving is the same tradition.
    Last year, it was tofurky at a friend’s house. At our place, we do pecan pie instead of pumpkin. I think that it is normal to bake the turkey with a few pounds of grapes, but we have had guests look at it stranglely.
    To each their own.

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    • I never could convince myself that tofurky was a good idea. I just eat everything that isn’t meat and it always adds up to a meal–and then some. You’re right, though, that the traditions vary. But it’s odd, isn’t it, that somehow we all end up calling them traditions, as though they’d been carved in stone?

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  4. Hi Ellen! Thoroughly enjoyable post. When we moved South via Massachusetts (and, yes, I lived in Minnesota too….), I was shocked to find macaroni and cheese on the table. What? Don’t these people know the rules? Sweet potato pie and cornbread dressing (never stuffing) did their part in converting me to a more southern table these days.

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  5. Now I am really missing Thanksgiving with the two of you. And I really remember very little about what we ate! Although I think you made a chocolate pie of some sort one year that was delicious—and I’m sure I roasted Brussels sprouts a time or two . . .

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