It’s my favorite time of year. I could say it’s because of family and friends. I could say that it’s because it’s the start of the holiday season. I could say it’s because I get 2 paid days off work in addition to the weekend. I could say all of those things. I could say them and I wouldn’t be lying.
But the real truth?
I love Thanksgiving because of the gravy. I have a gravy addiction on any normal day of the year. Beef Gravy. Chicken gravy. Turkey gravy. Put it on chicken, turkey, beef, potatoes, chips, fries, rice, bread, or green beans. Or just drink it from the gravy boat … what? … I mean…no.
Thanksgiving gravy, however, is especially delicious. Why? Grandma makes it with her special ingredient: year old turkey bones.
Each year, Grandma picks the turkey clean. (And I mean clean. She has this habit of not wasting anything which makes baking cookies with her awful because there is never any leftover batter to eat.) Then she freezes the bones until the next year. At which point she makes turkey stock and then her delicious gravy.
I know what you’re thinking. ‘Year-old gravy? That’s disgusting!’
You’re wrong. There have been worse. (And I don’t really mean worse. All of her food is delicious and she’s a freezing expert.)
My family went to grandma’s for dinner. She had made some cherry pie for dessert. Lucky for me, I’m not a big pie fan because this conversation actually happened just a couple of years ago:
Mom: This pie is amazing! Did you do something different?
Dad: Yes. It’s really good today.
Grandma: I didn’t do anything different. I used cherries from 1987 though.
Me: Grandma, these cherries are literally as old as I am.
Grandma: (to mom, dad, sister) So what? They were frozen. Do they taste bad?
Grandma: So what’s the problem?
And then they all finished their pie and she used the last of the 25-year-old (at the time) cherries for pies that Thanksgiving.