Thanksgiving is the only holiday the hubby and I still claim as ours as it is the one time of year when most of our immediate family gathers under our roof. Some things about this day don’t change. Everyone makes part of the meal, cornbread dressing and giblet gravy just like Mother made are a must, the same dishes and dryer hose pumpkins are a traditional part of the tablescape.
The trick with the pumpkins is figuring out how to present them a little differently from one Thanksgiving table to another. This year they spill out of an old wooden box, special because it belonged to my mother-in-law.
The box is on a piece of burlap tied at each end with ribbon that has not only the colors of fall but tones complementing those in the painting. I always like having the table look like it belongs in its space.
It wouldn’t be Thanksgiving without Della Robbia dishes, the very first ones I bought when I moved into a Houston apartment more than 40 years ago. Amazingly, not a single piece has been broken. I had enough burlap and ribbon to make a few placemats that alternate with another set.
Now, orange stems gotten several years ago at Pier One and new flatware from Ross are added to the mix. At the time I bought the flatware, I wasn’t thinking about the Thanksgiving table, but it is a fun touch perfect with the Della Robbia.
Now, it’s off to the kitchen where the girls will make adorable pumpkin rolls from a recipe found here. My job is to get started on the dressing and season the turkey. Thinking about all the food that will be on the table tomorrow reminds me that today I better eat light!
Happy Thanksgiving to all of you who take the time to read and comment here. You are among my blessings.