There was only the three of us in my family. Mother, Daddy and I and we lived in the heart of a Northern city so we never grew vegetables,etc. My mother felt it wwas foolish to cook fresh veggies whenthey could be bought by the can at the nearest grocery. She never cooked a turkey either. The only thanksgiving dinner I remember was the one time we were at the butchers andshe decided tobuy a duck and cook that. Big mistake. having never cook one before she didn't know they were very greasy birds. I remember sitting at the table waiting to taste the duck. My father took a bite and declared in his loudest voice that the duck was so greasy he couldn't eat it. I remember the hurt look on my Mom face. She and i had Thanksgiving dinner alone and we never celebrated Thankgining again after that.
Many years later I married a man whos mother was a good old southern cook. for years she would have the very large family to her house for Thankisgiving. If you've never eaten a dinner cooked by a southern lady you have never eaten a home cooked meal. I wont go into the details cause I'm sure you can imagine.
After she stopped cooking I planned to have the family at my house and I would cook the turkey until my hub told me he didn't like turkey and wanted oysters. Well, that was the end of the family get togethers at my house.
Later we did have Thanksgiving oysters with just our children and when they all married we were invited to eat with them. Now here I am enjoying wondrfull Thanksgivings with my children's families where there is love, joy and lots of turkey and all the trimmings and I don't have to cook!!! Life is good.
Blessings

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