My parents’ Thanksgiving:
Turkey or Ham, oven roasted.
Many many pounds of mashed potatoes
a BIG bowl of black olives, the bigger the better
cranberry sauce (from a can, because my mother is the only one who likes it and isn’t going to make sauce just for herself… plus, the non-can stuff doesn’t taste as good to her)
baked yams, with marshmallows, of course
two boxes of stove top (made with turkey drippings)
turkey gravy
Pillsbury Crescent rolls
green bean casserole (with Durkee french fried onions, of course)
carrots and potatoes (cooked with the turkey until mushy and lovely)
corn (canned) to be mixed with mashed potatoes in lieu of gravy (for me)
pumpkin pie (or pumpkin cheesecake if we’re lucky) with cool whip (because it’s a hell of a lot easier than whipped cream when you’ve cooked all this othe r crap)
My SOs parents’ Thanksgiving:
Turkey AND Ham (and sometimes roast beef)
atkins friendly ‘mashed cauliflower’ (actually pretty good)
creamed spinach with Ricotta (so good!),
maple bourbon sweet potatoes for ones who eat carbs
glazed carrots
stuffed mushrooms (garlicy)
homemade horseradish
homemade cranberry sauce
cheesecake with real whipped cream and mixed berries
I prefer mine, because that’s how I grew up. We often skipped the hot turkey all together and had sandwiches (with mayo, thick sliced tomatoes and lettuce) for dinner, because, really, that’s the best part anyway. His is fantastic, but just not what I’m used to.
You’re right, AuntiePam Thanksgiving isn’t about new recipes and haute cuisine. It’s about family and having the same food you grew up eating every year as a kid.
I’ve never met anyone in the midwest that eats anything but the three big meats (turkey, pig (pork, ham) beef) for Thanksgiving, unless you’re feeling ambitious and make Cornish game hen.