Over the river and through the woods,
To grandmother’s house we go
The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh
Through white and drifted snow
Over the river and through the woods,
Oh how the wind does blow
It stings the toes and bites the nose
As over the ground we go
Over the river and through the woods,
And through the barnyard gate
We seem to go extremely slow
It is so hard to wait
Over the river and through the woods,
To grandmother’s house we go
The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh
Through white and drifted snow
Hooray for the fun
Is the pudding done?
Hooray for the pumpkin pie
Is the pudding done?
With Thanksgiving in a few days and the crisp autumn leaves turning into snow-slick leaves of winter, family gatherings come to mind. For those of you who know me and read my blog, you know that holiday traditions are the backbone of who I am and what I am made of. For the past few weeks, the media has been all a buzz with turkeymania! Everyone is caught up in holiday madness, scurrying about planning traditional holiday dinners with all the trimmings. Favorite family recipes are prepared with tender loving care, holiday candlestick holders are buffed to a gleaming shine, a fall centerpiece is masterfully created and the table is set with holiday runners, vintage wine glasses and polished china and sterling silverware@
No one can say for certain precisely what food was served at Plymouth Rock on that momentous day in 1620, but what is certain is that a tradition was started that has endured the test of time. Family and friends still gather together at a loved one’s home to celebrate good times and good people with a celebratory feast.
As per tradition, the women in the family all cook or bake a dish which has been branded with her name on it.
Mom typically roasts the bird to a crisp golden brown. She stuffs the turkey with bread crumbs, onions, celery, butter and sage. She also makes a sweet potato casserole and bakes those delicious pumpkin pies
Whether you travel over the river and through the woods to Grandmother’s house or not, traditions are the hallmark of family and are born to be passed on from generation to generation. Whatever you do or however you celebrate, wishing you and your family a safe and blessed Thanksgiving.
