Move over beer. Thanksgiving approaches. I need room to brine my turkey.
Thanksgiving is, perhaps, my favorite holiday. It’s about being thankful–we don’t do nearly well enough at this day in and day out. It’s not about gifts–for anyone. It’s not about Hallmark. It’s not about a bouquet of flowers. You won’t get in trouble because you won’t forget. It’s a group thing that’s planned and anticipated.
It’s about food and families, two of my favorites. Traditions, flavors, a buzzing kitchen and terrific aromas. A day centered around one, big meal. For us, there’ll undoubtedly be a special beer or three involved.