I will be making two dishes:
(1) An Internet experiment: I’ve been browsing recipes and came across one for cinnamon muffins with raspberry filling that I’ve been waiting for an excuse to make and
(2) Tomato cucumber salad, in case the muffins are a disaster.
Duh, wine and vodka, but that’s a given (which you many know from my thread in GQ!) 
We’re going to my sister’s house for Thanksgiving.
I’m taking homemade cranberry-orange relish, 2 cans of can-berries (by request - some people like it), and my SO is making a dessert.
Getting back to my roots, if I were attending a true “Family Thanksgiving”…but sadly, the spike has long been pounded into that rare memory and longing. I would maybe bring Cawl due to my food nerdieness and hope of strengthening long lost familial heritage. But I would also make my Mom’s Pumpkin Pie, got that down.
Hey, it ain’t Thanksgiving unless you have “cranberry sauce” gel on a plate in the shape of the can it came from.
I’m taking broccoli casserole. And I’m remembering to put the broccoli in this time. Once before it was more like rice and cheese casserole. People liked it anyway.
Also beer bread. I’ll have to start that on Friday, since we’re doing Thanksgiving on Saturday and I need to make more than one. I only have the one bread baker from the pottery.
Twickster, would that soup work with veggie broth, or something like that? I have a niece and nephew who are vegetarians and I thought it might be nice to take something they would like. It sounds really good.
My contribution is always the gravy, plus this year I am bringing the salad as well.
So, this Saturday I am roasting a 10 pound turkey, and Sunday I am using the carcass to make turkey stock, which I will freeze around 11:00 Sunday night! I will also cut up a bunch of the meat for the gravy.
Then I will whip up a quick roux at my mom’s (tragically, no pan drippings, but butter will do) and make up the gravy.
I see no reason why not – the broth is more for thinning the pumpkin than for seasoning. You can always add a little more cumin. (And, damn, I wish I’d thought of that – occasionally one of the young 'uns brings along a vegetarian date to this extended-friends-and-family gathering.)
Report back and let us know.
EJsGirl, why don’t you just save some of your pan drippings from the turkey you’re going to be roasting this Saturday? Freeze them until you need them. Take them to mom’s to use for the gravy.
I always make it with Maggi Veggie cubes (which use in every recipe that calls for chicken stock.) Heck I steam/boil veggies in it use is to make my oatmeal!
I adore canberry sauce. No highfalutin berries for me. If you can’t see the ridges, it’s no good! 
My girlfriend and I are going with my mom to my brother’s for the holiday. At a minimum, we’re planning to take a gluten-free* pumpkin pie and wine.
I won’t be bringing anything but I will be helping with the cooking and the cleaning up afterwards. Pie or rolls would get squished in my suitcase and taken away by airport security, I’m sure.
Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.
And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all cranberry sauces are created equal.”
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood and pass TWO plates of cranberry sauce!
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of stovetop cooked cranberry relish, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice achieved by also opening a chilled can and sluuuuurping out sweet gelatinized goodness.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their dinner plates.
Will I be judged because I don’t let my potatoes touch my canberries?
Absolutely. Separatist!
(And I’m not sure if it was a typo or not, but “canberries” is brilliant!)
Oh yeah.
We call them canberries in my family. Someone upthread used the term, too, so I can’t claim this one!
My husband makes the best green bean casserole. He uses fresh green beans (well, fresh from the produce section (as opposed to canned or frozen)) and he makes HOME MADE onion rings for the topping!
Damn. What a waste of good onion rings.
twicks, whose family never got into the green bean casserole thing