Thanksgiving 2/3

This is a week late, but as it goes I just uploaded these photos today. The holidays are in threes around here, but I only took pictures of the second one. Cooking had something to do with that.

I didn’t realize how much I liked to cook until I moved to Brooklyn. This had nothing to do with Brooklyn but more with my influences. As it turns out most creative bloggers are not only great with a paint brush or the sewing machine, but also masters of the kitchen. This inspired me and made me realize that cooking had less to do with frozen or convenience foods and more to do with passion and creativity.

And so I cooked and learned and documented the process. A process that is still evolving and growing and one that keeps me excited about the 1,176 meals (give or take) I consume each year.

Thanksgiving was the usual suspects: turkey, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, rolls, mixed greens salad, broccoli, stuffing and pumpkin pie. The turkey was heritage and local. The broccoli and salad were local too. The stuffing had bacon, though good, needed to be more crispy. The potatoes and rolls were from the pioneer woman, of course, the master of comfort food. And the sweet potatoes and pie were from Josh’s mom and step-dad.

The blue dishes were my grandmother’s. It’s nice to have connectedness through them and as a little tradition with myself. I used them in Brooklyn when it was just me and Josh and again here in Virginia.

The other two Thanksgivings were great too. One in West Virginia with my family and some pretty hilarious antics going on this year with my aunt. And another with Josh’s dad with delicious roasted lamb and potatoes.