I started, as I always do, by reviewing photos that I may have available to share. Well, I don't have a one from my family, and only found one (and it is a maybe photo) from Man's family. There are a number from "our" family Thanksgivings.
When I quizzed Man about Thanksgiving meals menus when he was a wee one, his reply was "traditional". I pressed a bit further and he said, turkey, traditional, stuffing, traditional, potatoes, traditional, home made bread, traditional, pies, traditional, homemade wine (drunk in the basement because his grandmother did not approve of drinking), traditional. I know from family stories that Man's youthful Thanksgivings were spent with lots of family around, including the "kids" table.
Below: the kids table (date is approximately 1969). And, yes, this is probably a Christmas kid's table, not a Thanksgiving one. When you are desperate for photos you will take what you can get! (Hear Carol snicker?? Ya, I know you do.)
Below, now, THIS looks like it could be a Thanksgiving photo, of Man's grandparents, his father (in the suit and bow tie and his first cousins). See that very dark chair to the right of the photo, we have one of the set now, Man's mother treasured it and now we do as well, it belonged to the set owned by her parents. In fact, we have a photo of Man's mother sitting in one of those chairs when she was a wee one herself.
When I was a wee one we usually spent Thanksgiving with friends of my parents, as both sets of my grandparents and all other relatives lived well over 600 miles away. I remember very large turkeys that took a good many hours to cook, and our "traditional" was dressing, mashed potatoes, gravy, rolls to die for, sweet potatoes, pumpkin pies and delish whipping cream. One year we would go to the friends house, the next year they would come to our home. And, there was always the Thanksgiving Day Parade on the telie, first the parade from New York, then, the parade from Detroit.
(No photos from my family at Thanksgiving.)
Since Man and I married we have what we consider to be a traditional Thanksgiving. It consists of a menu that reads something like this: turkey, dressing, sweet potatoes, some vegie, mashed potatoes, gravy (which Man's mother made for years, cause, mmmm, I never mastered gravy), pumpkin pies with whipping cream (our favorite, well my favorite, is heavy cream whipped with a touch of sugar and even better is whipped with a touch of German vanilla sugar).
(Side note/memory: We also had (ewww) canned cranberry sauce because Man's mother loved it, and because it was "traditional" in her mind. She was the only one that ate it. I cannot tell you how many partial cans of cranberry sauce were later dumped in the garbage.)
We have been know to have deviled eggs, cucumber sandwiches, homemade soup, and other delicacies. Up until the last few years Thanksgiving days were were spent cooking, with wonderful family times. Sons, with their gals, the grandtwins, Man's mother, even extended family and friends, all were invited, all shared a fabulous meal. After the meal, more visiting, story telling, teasing, and now and then a game:
Above, our 3 sons and the grandtwins, seriously playing, seriously!
The last few years Man and I have departed SE Michigan before Thanksgiving. This year we decided to enjoy a traditional meal before said departure. We celebrated on November 13th. It was still an old fashioned Thanksgiving with all the traditional foods, except the pumpkin pie morfed into a pumpkin cheesecake that was outta this world yummy.
So, our Old Fashioned Thanksgiving is more like a "traditional" Thanksgiving, good food, prayers and thanks for all that we are thankful for, sometimes friends, always family, usually turkey, but, sometimes something new as well. So, we are traditional with a twist, or as shown above, sometimes, with a "pop", and that pumpkin cheese cake, mmmmm, YUM!!
* Two years ago I wrote about my connection to Cap't. Myles Standish, in a post titled "Thanksgiving, A New Appreciation Gained by Family Research". And, last year I spent a very special Thanksgiving near the burial place of my g g grandfather Zachariah Z. Trumbo. Both special posts remembering my ancestors, that's old fashioned right?? I thought so.
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