There are some days that happen and, even in the midst of things, you know it’s special and you’re going to remember it all for a very long time. And that’s how Thanksgiving was for us this year.
Just lovely. Good food, great people. Bad weather so no walk, but there was football (I’m sure someone cares about that even if it’s not me) and, for my father-in-law, at least, a nap.
The minimalist and zero waste aspects of this day were on point, so there’s another win. The packaging around the turkey was the major waste of the day. But we got the biggest one we could find — almost 20 pounds — because it’s technically less packaging for one big item than two or more small ones. And I wanted leftovers for us AND to be able to send food home with anyone who wanted it.
Everything else needed for the day was low waste: Freshly squeezed orange juice, sugar, flour, salt and pepper, a crapload of butter. The fresh cranberries were wrapped in plastic, but I use two packages that my mother had bought … sometime … and had in her freezer (eh, they were gorgeous), so I figure points there because we didn’t buy a new package.
Eric put the leaf in the table and we covered it with blank newspaper — Jo is an artist and I can’t get all the paint spatters off, and I don’t have a tablecloth that big. It was leftover from work and recyclable, so I figure that’s okay. Johanna went through her crayons and put a jarful on the table. She was a little disgusted by my lack of decorations, so she found a couple of candles and then made an origami turkey. It took 10 minutes, Mom, she sighed, exasperated, when I said she’d just whipped it out, because apparently I wasn’t being truthful enough.
Oh, almost forgot, I had exactly enough plates for everyone, I brought out my double set of silverware, my in-laws brought wine glasses (but our everyday pint glasses got a workout too), and we used cloth napkins.
Mostly it was family who joined us, but we also had Abby’s boyfriend and parents over. Everyone else left around 5:30, but they stayed, and we played a rousing game of Apples to Apples, interrupted by leftovers at 7:30. It was awesome. I was slightly worried because these people are engineers and we are … um, goofballs, basically … but it was fun. That game really shows the inner workings of a person’s mind and values, which can be problematic 😉 but it’s also a good conversation starter, so.
Leftovers were forced upon them, either in their containers, or my jars, and when I ran out of those, I dug out some foil. I don’t really have plastic, I told them apologetically — I mean, this is my jam, I don’t expect everyone else to understand — but they didn’t seem too worried about it. I appreciated their ability to accept and adapt. (Ha.)
Saturday morning I made turkey broth. I figure that’s another way to honor the sacrifice of the bird (I know, deep) as well as get all I can out of something I had to buy in a package. Plus, homemade broth, that’s just full of win.
The only other thing I can think to mention is that it was so great having Abby home, although she wasn’t necessarily at home much — her friends were in town too. We are all looking forward to winter break, when she gets a month off. That’s just three more weeks!
How was your holiday? I want stories!