Culinary Historians-Chicago Foodways Roundtable
Thanksgiving 2006 Survey
We want to learn the variety of food served at our Thanksgiving tables. What traditions have we integrated in our meal, which no Thanksgiving can be without. Yet you may not find when you are a guest at someone else’s table.
1. Thanksgiving dinner was observed at:
__X__ Home - Mom, Dad, Laura (sister), Brittany (niece), Elizabeth (niece), Alexandra (Brit's friend), Ann (cousin), Abe (cousin's husband), Mom2, two sailors from Great Lakes and I.
2. Ethnic heritage of the hosts preparing the dinner: German-Irish
3. What was the menu prepared by the hosts, please be as specific as possible. (Where did the recipe come from: family or friend, cookbook or magazine (which one?), no recipe). Star (*) menu items are always and forever, i.e., not optional, on the Thanksgiving table:
*Turkey (from Costco)
Chestnut Stuffing with sausage, ham and turkey liver from a Gourmet magazine recipe circa 1973 or so.
Baked cranberry sauce, this year a new recipe with orange marmalade and pecans - though always there is *cranberry sauce in one form or another.
*Mashed potatoes with lots of whipped cream and butter.
*Gravy made from pan drippings and turkey stock prepared the day before.
*Jello molds, one raspberry and the other cherry adapted from
American Foodby Jane and Michael Stern
Creamed onions - some years we have it and others we don't.
*Sweet potatoes - always, though different recipes every year until 3 years ago when I hit the right combo: marshmellows on the bottom, mashed sweet potatoes and Pecan praline on top. Idea from Food TV.
Asparagus - peeled stalks cooked in boiled salted water for 5 minutes as per
From Julia Child's Kitchen
*Green beans - those I canned during the summer that are drained and heated with butter. This is a favorite from my niece's nursery school family-style lunches with the recipe from Mrs. Johnson.
*Rutabagas mashed with stock, salt and pepper. A must to my Mother of Irish pedigree.
*Wilted Cucumber Salad with lots of fresh dill - largely influenced by my German Grandmother.
*Pumpkin pie - recipe from the back of the Libby's can.
*Pecan pie from Mr. Edgar Rose of Culinary Historians
Sans Rival cake from Uni-Mart (Filipino) consisting of meringue layers, buttercream frosting and crush cashews.
(Apple pie missing simply due to lack of apples. I was assured we had plenty, which I foolishly believed. I later looked to find only 2 apples.)
4. If guests brought food, then what did they bring and their ethnic heritage:
*Sara Lee Croissants - German
*Punch made from Hawaiian Punch, ginger ale and frozen strawberries. - German
*Collin's Fruitcake from Texas - Polish
5. If you were not hosting the meal, then what dish was missing you associate with Thanksgiving? N/A
6. Comment at will on the whole meal/process/tradition for you and for your family.
I made my first Thanksgiving dinner when I was 13 or 14 years old. My Mom had bought me a copy of Gourmet magazine featuring their Thanksgiving meal. I read through it, declared I could make that and forever hijacked Thanksgiving from my maternal Grandmother.
While Thanksgiving is always a day of work for me, it is my favorite holiday up there with the 4th of July. It is family, friends old and new, heritage and food all wrapped together.
When I was out of the United States, I always created a Thanksgiving wherever I was. Nobody seemed to mind my buying groceries and taking over their kitchen for a day. Simply roasting a turkey was exotic because most people I knew almost never had a turkey. When they did, they braised it rather than dry roast.
I was acquainted with a Soviet Cosmonaut. I invited him for dinner where I served the American dessert of a Pumpkin pie. Yet for him it stirred up poignant memories of World War II or the Great Patriotic War as it was referred to in the USSR. His Mother was in the seige of Leningrad, his Father was in the western front and he was in the Ukraine. According to his account, he was in an internment camp. The last time he had eaten anything like my pumpkin pie was in this internment camp: mashed squash mixed with sugar was served as a treat. While I was bursting with pride serving this rarified treat, his mind retrieved bitter sweet memories.
Thanksgiving is the day I invite people who cannot go their family due to distance or commitments as well as couples where two people and a turkey seems like a lonely combination. I offer them dinner and our companionship like so many people extended to me when I was separated from my family.
(I fully intended to take pictures. I simply couldn't ask people to wait while I took pictures.)