Cats and Trails and Garden Tales
Musings on cats, travel, gardens and life
Happy Turkey Day!
I’ll be taking a few days off from the blog, but will leave you with this tale of Turkey Day from long ago. And yes,, some of you may remember it. 😊
When I was growing up my favorite part of Thanksgiving wasn’t the turkey. Neither was it the dressing which is my favorite today but not then. What I remember most are the hors d’oeuvres and the wine flips and the trip downtown for football.
First the hors d’oeuvres, which is not only the hardest thing to spell, but also may be too grand a word for what we made. We started with crackers, then squirted on the cheese. Next we added cold cuts like salami and pepperoni, then olives and pickles, and used a toothpick to hold the tower together. We placed them on a tray and delivered them to our guests in style and when it was empty we ran back to the kitchen to build the next batch until all the components were gone. Tasty little treats they were.
But dinner was not yet, for while the turkey was in the oven, my sisters drove us to Seattle’s Memorial Stadium for Turkey Day, to watch their high school football team, the Chief Sealth Seahawks, play in the championship game. And I – the little sister – got to tag along with them and their friends. I loved every minute I was in the presence of those confident teenage girls and couldn’t wait to be their age.
The ride home was exhilarating if we won, as we shouted out the windows to the losers driving by, “Seahawks Rule!” Whatever the kids from other cars would yell back, we would always counter with, “who won the game?” and that would silence them.
I remember the year Chief Sealth lost to the Roosevelt Roughriders, 10 to 7.
The ride home was quiet, and we rolled up our windows. But by the time we made it back home, the sting of the loss was over, the turkey was ready, and its aroma filled the air. As we ate our dinner, mom pulled out the special beaded wine glasses and filled ours with 7-Up and a splash of wine, turning our drink a lovely pink (promise not to tell.) Next year we said.
Happy Thanksgiving to You and Yours.
~ Susanne
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Such wonderful memories!! Happy Thanksgiving.
Thanks so much! Happy Thanksgiving to you! 😊
Nice memories, Susanne. Enjoy your holiday.
Thanks, Don! Hope you don’t mind, I edited your comment to Susanne. 😊
Sorry about my error.
No problem at all!! Thanks for reading! 😊😊
I remember your football excitement. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving, Susanne.
Best wishes, Pete.
Thanks so much, Pete.
Great story Susanne. Happy Thanksgiving to you.
Thanks Graham, Happy Thanksgiving to you. 😊
Always a great memory!
Thanks, John! My favorite Thanksgiving memory!
Happy Thanksgiving, Susanne! Loved your story about the good ole days. I still love to do an appetizer tray on Christmas Eve (not gonna attempt to spell the French word). Hope you have a wonderful day!! ❤️
Thanks so much!! The memories seem to grow better as I grow older!
Such a sweet memory, Susanne! Have a wonderful turkey day. ☺️
Thanks so much! Happy turkey day to you!
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Wonderful memories of Thanksgiving!! Hope your time away from blogging is fun-filled!
Thank you so much! 😊
A lovely story – I know that feeling of a sporting loss and also how quickly you can start to feel better about it!
Thanks so much, Sarah! 😊