I seem to be thinking and writing a great deal about food nowadays. I suppose it is the influence of Thanksgiving; everybody on the Internet and on Facebook is talking about what they are having for Thanksgiving dinner. People are precise about the subject. If any holiday meal can utilize the word “proper”, it is Thanksgiving. People vociferate quite readily and loudly if a certain dish is missing from the meal, or it is made not quite the way mother made it.
I’m curious to know from Spo-fans if there is a “must-have or perish” imperial tid-bit for Thanksgiving. Please leave a comment below if you please.
The Lovely Neighbor requested we bring three items: the wine, a hors d’oeuvre, and “a traditional fruit salad”. Neither one of us knows what that means. We asked for clarification but The Lovely Neighbor wasn’t very helpful or specific. Someone, being a Baptist, thought of Ambrosia salad. For those who don’t know what Ambrosia salad is, it is a bricolage of fruit bits (mostly tinned) bound together with some sort of white stuff (mayonnaise, miracle whip, or sour cream – all quite nasty). I never had any when growing up (being Congregationalist) and it certainly was not part of the rubric of Spo-thanksgivings. Someone went to the grocery store yesterday evening and bought a sundry of fruit bits consisting of mandarin oranges, seedless grapes, and the like. I forget what sort of binder he will use, but it won’t be mayonnaise. Someone’s aversion for the “M” (as we call it) is legendary. He plans on putting into the conglomerate shredded coconut. My distaste for coconut isn’t quite as extreme as Someone’s for the “M” word, but it enough I may be off the hook having to take a “no thank you helping”.
Tomorrow’s get-together is potluck and I daresay other people will bring dishes ‘not quite proper’ for Thanksgiving as measured by the nostalgic yardstick of my Inner Child. However, I often say if you can not have tradition, then have an adventure. Perhaps I will be introduced to a smorgasbord of novel and exciting culinary delights. Or not. The other “dishes to pass” may be more along the line of Cheez-Whiz on Ritz crackers. This hardly qualifies for haute cuisine, but it sounds infinitely more tasty than Ambrosia salad.