Three things you should know about me:
1. I don’t like Thanksgiving. It’s not one of my favorites (which for the record are: Fourth of July, Christmas, my birthday, and St. Lawrence day). Thanksgiving for my family is just another turkey meal with a bunch of extra vegetables. And rolls. And dessert.
2. I very rarely, like almost never, cook – especially if it requires opening the oven door.
3. Until last year, the thought of having people in my home who weren’t related to me by blood in my
personal space home filled me with intense anxiety – and not because I’m a closet hoarder, I swear. Seriously, the four years that I lived in my apartment, I had one friend over and that was for like fifteen minutes.
With all that in mind, how is it that tonight there will be 17 people gathering in my house for our Second Annual Pre-Thanksgiving Thanksgiving (PTT) Feast eating turkey that I cooked in my oven? Yeah, I still can’t figure it out either.
Actually, to understand let’s go back in time. So, last fall sometime I was eating a Healthy Choice frozen meal – the turkey dinner – for lunch. Yum-yum! I thought, well, gee whiz, this is really delicious…IDEA! Let’s have a Thanksgiving potluck at work and we could all bring stuff in and eat a Thanksgiving-y lunch together. I had the whole plan in my head – my contribution would be anything store-bought because like, seriously, was I going to cook? No way. There are people much more adept in that area than me. Yea! Thanksgiving lunch idea, woo-hoo!
Then I told other people and they got the crazy idea that the Thanksgiving potluck should be at my house because I never had a house-warming party and then it kept snowballing and before I knew it I was taking turkey-makin’ lessons at TopChef’s house, watching YouTube videos about carving birds, and preparing for
Except for one minor snafu, I survived last year’s PTT feast. I even had fun and enjoyed having my friends in my home. I know, crazy, right? I jokingly said it would be an annual event (although I was pretty sure I said it would be a moveable feast…)
I haven’t been in much of a celebratory mood lately so I wasn’t really planning on having a Second Annual Pre-Thanksgiving Thanksgiving. I waffled on the decision and then said, what the hay bale, let’s do it. If my friends – even some from the city – want to come and share food and fellowship (I totally stole that line…), wear Pilgrim hats, and give pre-thanks at my house, they’re more than welcome.
By the time you read this, I’ll have cooked (and carved) two turkeys, set a table for 18 people, and convinced my friends that to really experience Pre-Thanksgiving Thanksgiving like the Pilgrims, we really must don bonnets and Pilgrim man hats.