First Person Singular by Wendy Braitman

filed in Foodstuff, Holiday Cheer

Sanctity of Food

November 24, 2009 ⋅  Email This Post ⋅  Print This Post ⋅ Post a comment

I’m still obsessing about food, having just returned from my fourth trip to the market. Today, everyone was getting into the spirit of the season, as they picked out the choicest produce and meats, and generally upped their culinary game. I like being part of a moment where the collective thrust is nourishment.

Thanksgiving is the gateway holiday, and the best one. There are no gifts, religious observances, or any obligatory midnight kiss. The biggest question I’m grappling with is whether I’ll be trampling on too many traditions by NOT serving a whole turkey and mashed potatoes. My strategy is to start guests off with jumbo-sized Manhattans, and after that, everything will seem rosy, with or without the drumstick.

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