This morning, around 8:30 AM, as I am dutifully dusting and vacuuming my house in preparation for this afternoon’s guests – one word rattled around my mind in time to the humming of the vacuum cleaner: Why?
Why is it that on the day we’re expected to spend all day in food preparation we are also expected to have our house resemble a showplace? We seem to be inundated with TV ads, magazine articles, and even social media showing a perfect Thanksgiving celebration. The Thanksgiving gurus show us tabloid after tabloid of perfectly displayed food, including an uncarved turkey on a platter in the center of the table. They provide ideas for the most festive of decorations. And all of this happens in spotless homes – never mind that it snowed last night and every guest will be tracking snow in on their shoes.
Really, folks. I know how I cook. I know that there will be food splatters on the kitchen floor, and that there will be no time to clean them up before the guests arrive. And who carves the turkey at the table, anyway? I read just last week that one of the gurus actually cooks a second turkey – a “stunt” turkey to sit as centerpiece while the real turkey is carved and served. Two words: not happening.
So I hope that our guests today will kindly overlook the stack of dishes overflowing from the sinks as they heap their plates with pre-carved turkey and all the trimmings. I hope they’ll overlook the less-than-perfect table arrangements as they sit down for an evening of great food, great conversation, and a heaping portion of gratitude.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!