Oh, the Thanksgivings of my childhood. Such wonderful memories. Every Thanksgiving was spent downstairs in my Grandmother's house. We lived in a 2 family home, Nanny Kitty and Papa on the ground floor, and our family upstairs. Nanny would be up bright and early, with her apron tied around her waist, making all the preparations. The wonderful aroma of the Turkey cooking in her oven, would make it's way through the hallway, and up the sixteen steps that separated our doors.
Our cousins would join us for the family meal. Children were always casually dressed. I'm seated far left, in my favorite orange Red Baron Peanuts sweatshirt, and sporting my least favorite haircut, the boyish "pixie." :) Mom would always be wearing a skirt, blouse, and pearls, or some other type of necklace. There were always so many things to eat. My standard favorites were the mashed potatoes, stuffing, and the of course, turkey with gravy.
After dinner, which was always served promptly at 1:00 p.m., the big football games were played on the television, while the women cleaned up. Later in the evening, leftover turkey was used to make delicious sandwiches, and out came the desserts. Usually dessert consisted mainly of various pies, such as apple, pumpkin, and pecan pie. Only pies were ever served. No cookies or fancy cakes. A simple, pure, traditional Thanksgiving....with all the trimmings! The more things change, the more they stay the same. :)
I hope all my American friends and their families enjoy a Happy, Joyous, Thanksgiving.