The “Real” Thanksgiving

Photo: Pink Sherbet Photography/Flickr

The phone rang on a Friday night. It was my friend Kevin with an invitation.

“Come have Thanksgiving dinner with us this Sunday.”


This year, at Kevin and Meg’s house, Thanksgiving has already come and gone. The first week in November,they cooked and served their turkey and stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy, cranberries, corn and creamed spinach.

“Friday, I was in the grocery store,” Meg said. “I saw that turkeys were only 29 cents a pound. ‘Hey,’ I said, ‘Let’s have Thanksgiving dinner early, and invite all our friends we never see during the holidays.’”

So they got on the phone and called up all their friends.

Sunday morning they started cooking. Around 4:30, Meg realized there were a few ingredients she’d forgotten. She drove over to a gourmet food store and picked out what she needed. The clerk began wrapping each item painstakingly, as if for a fancy gift basket.
“Um, I’m going to be using those today,” Meg said.

“Today?” the clerk asked.

“Today,” Meg replied. “I’m having Thanksgiving today. My turkey is in the oven and I have people coming over at 6:30!”
By the time the guests arrived, everything was ready. The adults sipped wine and nibbled on stuffed mushrooms while the kids played in the den.

And when nine of us sat down to eat, everyone forgot about work and early meetings the next day. We ignored the nightly news and the football scores and the chores waiting to be done. Some of us had second helpings of turkey. Some ate too many pumpkin squares. No one cared if it was red wine or white wine you were supposed to serve, and we drank coffee with real cream instead of low-fat milk. It may have been an ordinary Sunday evening, but it felt as warm and festive as the real holiday.

The kitchen was a wreck. There was too much turkey left over. “You’re all taking some of this food with you,” Meg insisted.

You could argue that one Thanksgiving meal each year is enough – even too much. Too much travel, aggravation, food and family. And no one really likes turkey, I’ve heard it said. But I think Kevin and Meg are on to something: they hope this will become a new tradition.

Not everyone they invited could make it. Meg confessed that she should have planned it earlier, and given people more notice.

“I wasn’t thinking,” she said. “I just got intoxicated by that 29-cent-a-pound turkey.”



Filed under Holidays

3 responses to “The “Real” Thanksgiving

  1. Catherine Little

    Have one of those 29 cent per lb birds in the freezer–bought in January–your story reminded me that sharing my bargain bird with friends and family doesn’t have to wait for a holiday! This year I will buy two–!

  2. With our busy lives, it isn’t possible to spend time with everyone we love on a single day. I like the idea of observing the holiday SEASON and spreading the celebrations out over a few months. I’m not delusional; the majority of people will continue to place extra importance on observing the specific day. However, that will make the early celebrations less stressful.

  3. It’s never too early or too late for Thanksgiving dinner. As someone who often attends a large community Thanksgiving potluck and never has leftovers, i LOVE the idea of Thanksgiving year round. Great essay!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s