What’s for Dinner?
Thanksgiving dinners take 18 hours to prepare. They are
consumed in 12 minutes.
Football halftimes last 12 minutes. This is not coincidence.
Mm-m-m. Roast turkey, mashed potatoes, and candied
yams for Thanksgiving? How about cranberry salad and
pumpkin pie? That may be your choice, but as for me I’d
rather have ham loaf, creamed peas, and coconut cake.
Guess you can say I’m not a traditionalist when it comes
to food during holidays or any other time. Eggs for
breakfast? Not me. I’ll take a hamburger or a slice of pizza
any old day. If I want eggs, I’d rather have them at
dinnertime. I doubt this is from my southern Ohio roots
because my mother always fixed regular breakfasts
including homemade biscuits and gravy. I’m thinking about
serving salmon patties and pickled corn for the annual
Thanksgiving dinner later this month. Yeah right. My very
traditional family would be shocked, aghast, and appalled
if I even hinted at such a menu. I wonder what they would
think if I prepared the same meal that the Pilgrims had for
their first Thanksgiving. Besides wild turkey that meal
probably included swan and passenger pigeons.
Passenger pigeons, now extinct, were so thick in the
1620s, it was said you could hear them coming fifteen
minutes before you saw them. It was also recounted that a
man could shoot at the birds in flight and bring down two
hundred at a time. Wowzer! I’d hate to cook all those at
Thanksgiving or otherwise.
Once a year, in November, I like to publicly thank the
publisher of this magazine, Tara Snowden, for allowing
me the privilege of writing this column. Also thanks to Dick
Bajai for getting me started in the first place so many
years ago. Then there are the bingo managers, workers,
and my loyal readers. You are so appreciated; as are my
family and friends who read and share their opinions with
me about each column. Included in that group are Chris
and Carolyn; John and Marle; the Galls, the Popes,
Sandy, Peggy, Mary, and my brother David. Two of my
longtime readers, my cousins Shirley and Helen, passed
away this year and I mourn their absence. And last on my
list to thank, but first in my heart, is my husband Robert.
He is the first reader of each of my columns. We
celebrated our 40th wedding anniversary in October. He
is my staunchest supporter, my most loyal of all fans, and
the love of my life. I am full of thankfulness that he
forgives my faults; laughs at my jokes; and tells me when I’
m wrong although I seldom am. Yeah right.
On another note, don’t forget that November 11th is
Veteran’s Day. Our military men and women deserve our
respect for so many reasons. Many give their lives so that
we may live in a free society. We should never forget that.
This day was originally called Armistice Day, but
President Eisenhower changed the title in 1954. It’s a
good chance to take a veteran or two to bingo as a way of
thanking them for their service.
Until next month, may Lady Luck blow you kisses as
you dance out the door with dollars. Win big. Contact
me at email@example.com to share your