Oh, the wonderful smells of the kitchen around the holidays.. As a child, we didn't know much or pay much attention to the festive days but we knew it was a time for good food and fun with our cousins.
Those smells take me back in remembering when daddy would have the turkey or ham, depending on which he was to cook for the day and of course his dressing. That cornbread dressing was so good but of course he and my grandmother would make one as sort of a competition to see whose would be eaten first. The chicken stewing for the dressing as well as the extra parts for the giblet gravy(not my favorite) and of course the smell of the sage and allspice in the cornbread, marrying together before putting in the oven. My dad would make his famous potato salad and my grandmother would make her fruit salad ( I liked mine with the marshmallow creme instead of the mayo). All the vegetables would be cooked to superb taste which meant with seasoning and lard or at times with butter. The rolls were hot and buttered and would slide right down the ole gullet. The tea was sweet and all those pies and candies that were made from scratch; pecan pie, chocolate pie and martha washington's and let's not forget my dad's strawberry cake.
Can you imagine all the food? We ate until we could not see straight or sit straight.
Before and after dinner/lunch, we kids would be outside playing football or riding on the little minibikes or sitting around in another room talking about things that girls talk about, boys..
I loved those days when a gathering would be fun, cause face it......as we get older and we are doing the cooking........it's not so much fun.. :) Bless those before us, now one can understand the wine or a glass of sumptin sumptin ....... that keeps the smile on the face and the stress of getting it done to a minimal.
So, as I close this blog today because I have the dressing calling me and the green bean casserole to put in next, I wish all of you a very Happy Thanksgiving. We are blessed each day---- it's a wonderful life. Be safe and keep those less fortunate in our prayers.
Thanks ---------
Those smells take me back in remembering when daddy would have the turkey or ham, depending on which he was to cook for the day and of course his dressing. That cornbread dressing was so good but of course he and my grandmother would make one as sort of a competition to see whose would be eaten first. The chicken stewing for the dressing as well as the extra parts for the giblet gravy(not my favorite) and of course the smell of the sage and allspice in the cornbread, marrying together before putting in the oven. My dad would make his famous potato salad and my grandmother would make her fruit salad ( I liked mine with the marshmallow creme instead of the mayo). All the vegetables would be cooked to superb taste which meant with seasoning and lard or at times with butter. The rolls were hot and buttered and would slide right down the ole gullet. The tea was sweet and all those pies and candies that were made from scratch; pecan pie, chocolate pie and martha washington's and let's not forget my dad's strawberry cake.
Can you imagine all the food? We ate until we could not see straight or sit straight.
Before and after dinner/lunch, we kids would be outside playing football or riding on the little minibikes or sitting around in another room talking about things that girls talk about, boys..
I loved those days when a gathering would be fun, cause face it......as we get older and we are doing the cooking........it's not so much fun.. :) Bless those before us, now one can understand the wine or a glass of sumptin sumptin ....... that keeps the smile on the face and the stress of getting it done to a minimal.
So, as I close this blog today because I have the dressing calling me and the green bean casserole to put in next, I wish all of you a very Happy Thanksgiving. We are blessed each day---- it's a wonderful life. Be safe and keep those less fortunate in our prayers.
Thanks ---------
