You know that feeling of being so much more full than at any time during the year at Christmas? Imagine being able to train for that feeling (or should I say “feeding”!) 4 weeks prior, at Thanksgiving. A few days ago we shared some of our recipes and planning ideas and now that the day itself has happened we've definitely got that over-filled feeling...
Being half-American one would think I would have a complete grasp of this ubiquitous of American traditions by now, but the truth be told I am still not as well-clued up on the true history and meaning of celebrating the feast itself. A simple Wikipedia query yields the following results:
" Thanksgiving Day is a national holiday celebrated in Canada and the United States as a day of giving thanks for the blessing of the harvest and of the preceding year. It is celebrated on the second Monday of October in Canada and on the fourth Thursday of November in the United States. Several other places around the world observe similar celebrations. Thanksgiving has its historical roots in religious and cultural traditions and has long been celebrated in a secular manner as well.”
The reading continued on to give a global history of a day of thanks itself showing just how important taking in an annual harvest has been to us as a human beings. With so much data out there to read I could bore you with more details, but will leave it there, stating only that Thanksgiving is not solely an American celebration (although it does have some fantastic marketing!). Today, a harvest is almost guaranteed every year come rain or shine especially due to immense amounts of research into how best to use our land (maybe too good considering lack of appreciation for how far we have come, see the #lesswaste diaries from A).
For me, I have learned about Thanksgiving through my kitchen life through lavish butter-roasted turkey to humble family meals taken at the end of a long long day. I am simply thankful for the time to sit down and spend time sat around a table with friends as we enjoy a delicious meal. Quite simple really. When we had friends over for our own take on the “turkey feast” conversations sprawled from the best Spotify play list for Thanksgiving to vegetarianism to “what exactly is gravy?” (a roux-based sauce in case you were wondering, though A may argue that as I know he is a lover of Bisto!). Everything went down well and we even managed not to set the house on fire with marshmallows. Yes we probably ate too much and yes we regretted it the morning after, but Christmas is around the corner and now I'm all warmed up, I think I can take on round 2 (there will be MANY gym sessions between now and then though!). R.