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The butcher botched the turkey and made a delicious memory
My grandfather raised cain and two lovely daughters in his red brick house on North Bend Road. A Renaissance man with a sweet tenor voice, he sang on a Cincinnati radio station and tooled around town...
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The perfect pastoral Thanksgiving starts with pigskin
With a nod to the ancestors who inspired this holiday, we spent Thanksgiving in a cabin this year. Should you ever be so inclined, we’re including these tips. Tuck them into the blaze orange jacket...
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Ode to our Thanksgiving bird
‘T was the day before Thanksgiving and all through our place Molly stood stirring at a furious pace. The dough was all kneaded, risen and baked Nuts roasted warmly, lemon rind flaked. The turkey sat...
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Here’s to Gulliver, the first turkey I ever cooked (a post by Molly)
I’ll always be grateful to Gulliver, the first turkey I ever cooked. From his humble beginnings on a farm owned by my father’s friend, Gulliver grew to be the largest turkey we ever cooked in our oven...
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We’re thankful for eyebrows
Tomorrow when I gather my family around our chaotic dining room table, I’m going to thank God most sincerely for my sister Kathy’s eyebrows, because they’re dark and lovely and brand spanking new. They...
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On wishbones and purple soup
Four days following our attempted consumption of the biggest bird we’ve ever shoved into our poor little oven, we’re still coming up with creative ways to eat the leftovers. We turned the...
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But, most of all, we love each other
This year, as our home slowly fills with the people I love, and empty glasses collect in random places throughout the house, and the washing machine begins its steady thump, and pots bang on the stove,...
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You’ve got to have hearts (a Thanksgiving guest post by Wilson)
Editors note: Wilson, my 12-year old nephew, whipped up this guest post following our Thanksgiving dinner and rousing card game. Thanksgiving is a wonderful holiday. You get say what you’re thankful...
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Ode to the Brussel Sprout (With apologies to H.W. Longfellow)
Listen my readers and I will spout the unsung virtues of the brussel sprout. Cruciferous and really cute with leafy edges that self-flute, they pack nutritious clout. We said to the turkey with...
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Turkey in the straw Ha Ha Ha
On Black Friday, we woke to the sound of a turkey dance. They came from the woods, gathered in the sun, and thumbed their little beards at us from the cornfield next to our cabin. Still a little doped...
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Thankful for U.S.
Today, I’m thankful for U.S. I’m especially grateful for the opportunity to say so. We live in a beautiful, confounding country and sometimes we forget our manners. But, by official proclamation, we...
View ArticleThe best of times is now
Midway through our road trip to Minneapolis yesterday, I commandeered the XM radio and we all enjoyed a little "Breakfast with Broadway". By 10 a.m., a song came on and I knew we had our theme for the...
View ArticleSmall doses of gratitude
I’m taking my gratitude in small doses this year, like the kind of spoon sipping you do as you prepare a special meal. We won't have the whole gang around the table this time, but I plan to fill the...
View ArticleA million small gifts of gratitude
I am grateful for the owl who who who patrols our neighborhood from his perch in the old pine tree outside my bedroom window. I like his steadiness in the predawn hours. “Whoooo. I am here." "Whooo. I...
View ArticleHoliday leftovers
Sometimes, the best parts of a holiday meal are the leftovers. If you're having another slice of turkey or pie, it means you're still with the people you love, either at the table and chatting over...
View ArticleA View of the World Through Midwestern Glasses (A Guest Post By Tara Heaslip)
My family’s typical Thanksgiving involves about 15 family members in a New Jersey dining room. This year, tradition was thrown to the wayside when my sister moved to South Bend, Indiana to work for...
View ArticleThanks for nothing 2020!
Tomorrow, I will set the table for the smallest Thanksgiving dinner I've ever hosted on a family heirloom that still reels from the indignity of its life as a desk. Oh, 2020, you emerged with such...
View ArticleThis year I’m thankful for persimmons
This year, I am especially thankful for persimmons and all they represent. My particular persimmons arrived unexpectedly, hand picked, dried and packaged from a brand new friend's backyard tree. They...
View ArticleGratitude grows like a popover
Gratitude grows like an English popover, it spills over in a explosion of warmth and flavor and requires very few ingredients. I thought about that yesterday during our Thanksgiving dinner, which was...
View ArticleBless this table (now let’s run it)!
We counted our blessings under a waxing gibbous yesterday, so full of food, football, friends and family that we could hardly move. Molly’s turkey, Vinnie’s corn bread stuffing, the Askew’s famous...
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