Childhood Memories

My childhood memories of holidays have not much changed over time. Everything, besides the company (which unfortunately are the deceased), food for the holidays has always been a consistent tradition. Thanksgiving for example, have always included a massive turkey, plentiful stuffing, pearl onions with a béchamel sauce, fresh cranberry sauce made from scratch, mashed potatoes, and the glorious gravy to dredge everything in. It’s my favorite time of the year because over time, everyone has learned every detail that my grandmother used to do when she prepared the feast. You would think it would change slightly with each year, but since we have mastered every detail, thanksgiving tastes the same each year. It’s just as if Grandma was making the dinner despite her not being there. It’s very comforting.

Christmas, another big feast in our family, changes from time to time. Some years, we have a big baked ham, other years we have beef tenderloin. Sometimes, we even carry on the thanksgiving tradition of a turkey dinner into Christmas day. With both holidays, there is always great wine and delicious cocktails. And since most of my family has some major sweet tooths, we almost always have a surplus of See’s candies and peanut brittle. When we all are digesting after dinner listening to music and telling good stories, it’s almost destined for little chocolates and some sweets to come into the mix. Since my grandma and grandpa have passed away 10 years ago, tradition has been less consistent over the years. Those two were the glue of the family so without them, there hasn’t been much desire. But, from time to time, when we do see each other we try and make it eventful. The new additions that come into our family encourage a desired incentive to keep up with tradition.

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