Sunday Funday – Thanksgiving Memory

Sunday Funday

Greetings friends! I hope you all had a blessed Thanksgiving. Mine was good, although I ate way too much food. But isn’t that the point? And our family ends of having two Thanksgiving meals, one with my mom, and one with my husband’s family. Yeah, there is no dieting this week!

So the topic for today’s Sunday Funday post is our favorite Thanksgiving memory. I’ve thought about it for awhile, and I have to be honest, there is not one memory that sticks out above the rest. Pretty much my Thanksgiving day has been the same my entire life. Good food with good company. And so while there is not specific memory that comes to mind, there is one aspect of Thanksgiving that I’ve always loved and miss dearly. My grandma’s cooking. She passed away in the summer of 2016, and there is just a hole in our Thanksgiving meal without her.

Grandma would bring one new recipe to the table every year. In addition, she’d change up the menu. One year she wanted to have ham because my uncle isn’t a huge turkey eater. I kind of had a fit. We had turkey πŸ˜‰ She had fun things like cranberry relish, corn casserole, different kinds of apple salad, broccoli salad, and different kinds of sweet potato casserole. And so, I try to mimic some of these recipes when I cook Thanksgiving dinner. This year I made her cranberry relish, and my mom made two of her sweet potato casserole’s. I guess it’s our way of having her there with us.

As you think back on some of your Thanksgivings, do you have any special memories to share? I’d love to hear them! Blessings πŸ™‚

 

4 thoughts on “Sunday Funday – Thanksgiving Memory

  1. Special memories created this year, as our first grandchild was born in June 2017. We gathered around the table and enjoyed a great meal and fellowship. Now, we look forward to his first Christmas. πŸ™‚

  2. I understand missing your gramma. I miss mine around the holidays too. Another favorite Thanksgiving memory is being at my aunt and uncle’s house. He was a city judge and he’d come to the table in his robe and we’d say “Here come da judge, here come da judge.” Fun memories!

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