As is somewhat typical when you are married to someone who has a non-traditional schedule, the Firefighter and I are spending the holiday apart. His schedule does take some getting used to, but we’ve gotten pretty good at celebrating our holidays when we can – so we spent this past Sunday celebrating Thanksgiving together.
I woke up this morning to a snowy KC. I can honestly say I do not remember the last time I woke up to snow on Easter morning. It’s pretty and all, but I’m really starting to feel like KC did not get the memo that it is officially spring.
Once again the Firefighter and I are off to a holiday feast and were asked to bring a favorite dish. Even though we made cheese grits for Thanksgiving, I made a half-batch for Easter for the Firefighter to enjoy.
For my favorite dish, I whipped together a batch of one of my favorite ‘salads’. I use the term ‘salad’ loosely, since this dish is more along the lines of jello-salad as opposed to one with lettuce. But if it’s called a ‘salad’, it’s still good for you, right?
Hot chocolate has been one of my favorite cold weather beverages ever since I was little. It’s just the perfect chocolaty treat for a chilly winter day – or really even a hot winter day and you just want a hit of something decadent and delicious.
Nothing about the last couple of weeks has been normal. After Thanksgiving, the new dishwasher that my apartment complex installed in my apartment – apparently incorrectly – flooded the carpet in my apartment. For about 5 days my entire place was in shambles, furniture moved everywhere, carpet pulled up and drying and overall smelling like an unappetizing mix of burnt plastic, a dumpster and Vix vapor rub. While things were a hot mess at home, work was equally crazy with having company-wide meetings; after work receptions and our Christmas party.
The original plan for Thanksgiving this year was for the Firefighter and I to celebrate, just the two of us in our apartment. I had the meal planned, the grocery list written and was trying to calculate how many bottles of wine I could get away with drinking without it affecting my cooking.
It was during that somewhat complex equation that the Firefighter told me we were invited to spend Thanksgiving with his second family. Our only instructions were to bring ourselves and a traditional dish that we loved. Since the Firefighter and I haven’t been able to come up with what “our” traditional dishes are yet, we decided to bring a couple of our personal favorites to share.
Cheese Grit Casserole (His) This dish was invented by the Firefighter’s grandma and is one that he has enjoyed at family holiday feasts for as long as he can remember. Luckily for me, I was able to get the recipe from a family cookbook that his mom put together for me so that I can make it any time:
Cook 2 cups grits as directed, but omit salt
Add 1 stick butter
2 tsp salt
2 tsp savory salt
1 pound sharp cheddar (shredded)
Tabasco to taste (about 10 drops…or more, if you like spicy :))
Caramel Apple Pie (Mine) As I’ve mentioned, the fall is all about the apple for me. Don’t pass me the pumpkin or pecan pies, but good luck getting a slice of apple pie from me. It’s a weakness that I only let myself indulge in during Thanksgiving. This year I decided to get super decadent and add caramel to this recipe.
Apple Ciderosa God bless Pinterest and the delicious recipes it inspires. I’ve been enjoying this particular cocktail all month:
There really is no wrong way to make this beverage, but I personally go with a 2 parts Moscato to 1 part apple cider ratio.
This year throughout the aisles of Michael’s, Target and kiosks in the mall, Christmas was making itself apparent even as early as August. Christmas is my absolute favorite holiday and time of year, but I believe that Thanksgiving should get its time in the spotlight.
My family has always had the tradition that we go around the table before digging into our Thanksgiving feast and say something that we are grateful for. One of my New Years Resolutions for this year was to keep a gratitude journal and write down each day things that I’m grateful for so that even on the worst day I can remember the small things I am blessed with.
On Pinterest I stumbled upon this blog post that took the traditional ‘say what you’re thankful for’ to a whole new level; an opportunity to remember all we have to be thankful for. Although we probably won’t do a six-foot list this year, our goal is to have at least one full sheet of paper each. I’m looking forward to seeing what the Firefighter and I come up with for our first solo Thanksgiving together.