CELEBRATE This Week: LIX
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Butterhorns — I made these because they are a must-have at my friend Deb’s Thanksgiving table. I thought of Deb all day as I followed her handwritten recipe, going through the same steps that I knew she follows.
Rainbow Ribbon Jello — A 12 layer Jello dish that someone (I don’t know who) brought to the Mother-Daughter Banquet at the church I grew-up in. I used to love it! Then a pastor and his wife made it when Andy and I were first married and they had us over for dinner. I told my mom all about it and Mom pulled out the recipe from her card file and gave it to me over the phone. I scribbled it on a strawberry note sheet. Every time I make it people gush about the time it takes. It’s not exactly time-consuming, it just needs time. (It’s proof that I’m learning to plan ahead.) I carry the glass dish of Rainbow Jello to its spot on the counter and I smile, remembering the Mother-Daughter Banquets and Glenn and Sue and our very first home with the strawberry note sheets.
Mamaw Hancock’s Cornbread Stuffing — I remembered this stuffing at the first Thanksgiving Andy invited me to with his mom’s side of the family. We flew to Arkansas and I met his grandparents. In the South you eat Cornbread Stuffing (whether you think you like stuffing or not). I was shocked to find out I liked it. This year I texted Carolyn for the recipe and wrote it in thick black indelible marker on a recipe card. Generations of Andy’s family have been making Cornbread Stuffing and I’m happy to be among them.
Mom’s Pies — My mom took care of the pies this year. (Yum!) I can roll her pie dough, too. This is significant because it one of my oldest memories of my mom — watching her roll pie dough at the end of the kitchen table. My mom also made the turkey, the date pudding, the gravy, and the three pies (dutch apple, pecan, and pumpkin). She took the pressure off of me and made hosting a joy. I relished the sweet fact that my parents live close and are enjoyable to be around, both on holidays and ordinary days.
Ham — Carolyn sent a Honey Baked Ham and my kids broke into a Dance Party when they came home from school and saw the box waiting. “It feels like Christmas,” they said as it warmed on Thanksgiving Day. I love this. I love that there are traditions that are becoming part of the their cores. Ham and Rainbow Ribbon Jello — they feel like Christmas.
And Christmas is coming. Sunday marks the start of Advent. Collecting stories and nourishing souls — this is my daily celebration offering throughout Advent season. Think of it as opening the door on an Advent calendar and stop over each day as I mark the days with gritty, genuine, and radical stories until Christmas.
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