My birthday is February 23rd, and on the 23rd of each month, I’ve taken to posting a little something random about me. As this is Thanksgiving Eve, I thought I’d keep with a holiday theme…
29) For some reason I don’t seem to have a lot of distinctive memories from Thanksgiving when I was growing up...
...save one year, when I was five or six. My grandmother, who was visiting from the next state over, introduced me to the idea of the wishbone. We waited a day or two to let it dry, and then she and I set to break it, understanding that the one who got the larger half would have her wish granted. She got the bigger piece, and I was disappointed I wouldn’t get my wish…for her never to have to go home. [The mind of a five-year old, huh?!]
I also remember my great aunt, the girls’ Aunt GG, telling me a story every year about a turkey in the woods who was scared for his safety. I didn’t think a thing about it when I was little, but as I got older, I had to laugh that she’d risk telling such a “scary” story to a little kid! [Love you, Aunt GG!]
30) It’s Wednesday evening as I type this, waiting to take my pumpkin cheesecake out of the oven…which reminds me…two of my prized possessions are pie-related.
I have a corning ware pie plate that was my mom’s. I don’t remember her making many pies, but she made the meanest batch of fudge, and she always poured it into that plate. Just the thought makes my mouth water!
And I have my afore-mentioned grandmother’s aluminum pie taker (I guess you call it). She used to make The Most Wonderful Apple Pie. She often brought one for me when she’d come to visit (and a pecan pie for my dad). It’s a great memory…and a handy-dandy tool that I use on occasion when I take a pie somewhere.
Ticker
4 comments:
so that means that you can bring a pie over, right? i like everything.
...and while you're at it, i'll take some of the pumpkin cheesecake :)
love when you do these posts. it's fun to learn these little facts.
Will learned about the wishbine last year. I didn't realize how big of an impact it had until he started asking about this year's a few days ago. He is already hoping for the bigger side!
That pumpkin chessecake sounds delicious! Enjoy it and have a happy Thanksgiving!!
I remember breaking the wishbone with my brothers. There were 3-4 of us each year and we'd fight over which 2 got to pull!
OH...and since you're bringing some of that Pumpkin Cheesecake to Strong Blonde, you can just head north about 45 minutes...her and I live pretty close to each other!!! Heck, I'd even meet you half way!
That's interesting that you don't have many Thanksgiving memories from your childhood. I have so many good one of all the grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins coming together to celebrate- us kids doing whatever in the basement while the grown-ups chatted and cooked upstairs. Good times!
The wishbone was a big thing for us too. But we also broke the wishbone every time we had a roasted chicken for dinner. I always lost when I pulled against my stepfather. At some point when I was old enough not to really care, he told me that the secret is not to pull. If one person pulls and the other one just holds steady, the one who pulls will lose. Just so you know. :o)
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