Jackie told me she made her late Aunt Lucy’s cinnamon buns. As she was making them, a flood of warm, wonderful memories came over her. Jackie vividly remembered Aunt Lucy, how she looked, how her kitchen smelled, how Aunt Lucy made her feel while laughing and sharing conversation with her. The love Aunt Lucy had for Jackie came back in detail; she felt as if her Aunt was beside her every step...
On Thanksgiving Eve, it has become a tradition for my nieces, along with their husbands, my brothers-in-law, and my sisters to come and help me peel the roasted chestnuts. We gather in the kitchen, with a towel in our hands to protect our fingers from the heat, and we peel, and munch, away. One year I told the chestnut blight story. It seems that years ago Chestnut trees grew in abundance through...
Thanksgiving is the only truly American holiday we have. We didn’t borrow it from any other culture and because it’s secular every American celebrates it. The best part about Thanksgiving is that it is not commercialized. It truly is only about family, food and flavor. Food creates memories. Undoubtedly, you have dishes that you eat only once a year and that you associate with particular...
