Day Twenty-Three: A welcoming table

By devra

There is no longer a question about where we go for Thanksgiving Dinner.  At one point, we tried to alternated between HIS folks and MY folks, then I relied upon the First To Ask method (whoever asks first, we go to), now we automatically go to HIS folks.  We are vegetarians, and my mother-in-law takes great pains to NOT rely upon Turkey as The Whole Meal.  She tries new recipes for pasta dishes, and veggie casseroles – she’s always trying a new experimental vegetarian dish for us.  She enjoys offering something for everyone.  My mother, I’m sorry to say, takes a different approach:  she serves what she serves, and it’s the same things she’s always served, and if you can’t get by on mashed potatoes, boiled carrots, and a roll, that’s YOUR problem.  So we don’t do Thanksgiving at my folks’ anymore.  I have come to the conclusion – despite her complaints that we aren’t interested in spending Thanksgiving with them – that if we were truly welcome at the table, they would include us in the meal. 

Also, I’m 37 years old – I think I’m old enough to eat at the Adults Table.  I really think it’s a bit much to expect a grown woman and her HUSBAND to eat at a card table in another room with the kids.

Admittedly, the conversation with the kids is better.

Anyway, Thanksgiving Dinner this year was very nice!  It also was a belated birthday party for Yours Truly.  You wish you had a birthday that lasted all holiday season, too, don’t you?

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