With Thanksgiving less than two weeks away, I have been contemplating my table setting. Some of the usual adornments shall remain the same. I will order a lovely floral centerpiece. I also plan on bringing out the special china reserved for such holidays, as well as the party silverware, even though the pieces require hand washing. Nothing’s too good for this lavish family occasion.
And around the table I shall set three place settings: one for my honey, one for me, and one for my iPad, upon which we shall connect, in two dimensions, instead of three, with the rest of our family.
It pains me to think that my granddaughter who’s in college might be a spreader, or, for other family members, it might be dangerous to travel. Therefore, there will be no “Over the river and through the woods” this year, because grandmother is vulnerable and her house is off limits!
Yes, it’s Thanksgiving in the time of COVID. And this year it behooves us to follow CDC suggestions to avoid generating more cases. It’s recommended that the holiday feast participants “should be limited to those who currently reside in the housing unit.” And our housing unit includes just the two of us and Sam the Dog, whose place setting is typically under the table.
Cooking Thanksgiving dinner for two does indeed create some challenges if you are a traditionalist. I love the idea of turkey, but even a small 8 to 10 -pound bird means a lot of turkey sandwiches. Perhaps I should encourage Sam to invite some friends, even if we can’t.
I’m rather surprised that in light of the current circumstance, Agribusiness hasn’t created a designer turkey especially suited for low-occupancy housing units. For years, breeders have been doing this with dogs. Mate a large dog with a small dog and get a smaller version of the original. Tag the new version with the label “doodle” or “poo.” Mostly it’s some breed or other with a poodle. Why is it always a poodle? I’m starting to wonder about the morals of poodles!
In an effort to down-size the turkey, how about mating a Tom with, let’s say, a sparrow? And even when COVID is behind us, I’m sure there will continue to be smaller households who would be delighted to be roasting a “turkow” and a lot less stuffing.
I wonder what Norman Rockwell would make of Thanksgiving 2020? His representation of a beaming, multigenerational family around a table while grandma and grandpa proudly present the turkey, just doesn’t cut it this year. Could he have ever imagined a digital American tradition? And if so, how would he have painted it?
Things are far from ideal this year but we are resilient. Fortunately, there are iPads, iPhones, laptops, Zoom, and the rest of its ilk. So we will have our first course with the Boston clan, turkey and trimmings with the Connecticut group, and pumpkin pie with the dears in New York.
And Sam? Maybe this year you get a place at the table after all.
Susan, you wrote a great piece about what we are now experiencing, and your wit makes us laugh and feel a bit better!
When life throws you punches, make punchlines! My mantra!
Hi. I just started to receive your columns and I’m loving them, During this time of COVID it so nice to have a smile on my face because of you.
I want to wish you and your family a VeryHappy Thanksgiving,
I’m a Canadian and we celebrate ours in October I’ve never understood why but that’s the way it is.
Thanks again for making me smile.
Thank you Marilyn!
Happy holidays to you and Larry.
We are coming to Florida after Thanksgiving
weekend. Hope to see you with social distance.
We will be so happy to see you!
Thanksgiving for two?
1. Put on mask.
2. Drive to Taft Farms for pre-ordered half-turkey and trimmings.
3. Pick up at curbside. Watch out for other customers.
4. Return home. Have first glass of wine.
5. Open container of Martha Taft’s very own stuffing and spoon under half-turkey wing.
6. Heat up Martha Taft’s very own sweet potato pie and very own smashed squash. Toss salad.
7. Have second glass of wine.
8. Charge the computer.
7. Change into clean Teeshirt, put on makeup, and comb hair for video close-ups.
8. Set table. Wake up husband. Zoom the kids.
10. Have third glass of wine.
And pour a glass for me! Thanks, Eleanor.
I enjoyed this, one of your best!
And it’s sad, but true.