BBBoo, 
Oh, and {{{{{{{ }}}}}}}
Yaaaaaay on the coming blessed event, Boo! Soon you’ll be snuggling TWO grandadorables! Yippee!
I raise my mug of tea (herbal cinnamon apple spice, with brown sugar and vanilla flavoring) in salute. I’m also eating a cranberry-banana bran muffin I made the other day. I’m not hungry, but I can’t take amoxicillin on an empty stomach.
OK, people, I need an answer to a long-simmering question that Moooom’s post reminded me of: why do so many of us have big holiday meals in the middle of the afternoon instead of at a regular mealtime, like lunch or dinner? People are usually starving long before appetizers appear but can’t eat lest they spoil their appetites. Little kids–heck, BIG kids–can’t wait that long.
Thanks, y’all for all the kind words. This board is my main social outlet. It’s the one bit of communicating with other humans that I do every day.
Just finished the dinner that Jewish Senior Services delivered yesterday, and in about three hours, my neighbor is bringing me another dinner from a local Italian restaurant. I’m sure there’ll be enough for tomorrow, too.
I stocked the neighborhood pantry yesterday and I’ll do it again tomorrow morning. My new routine is to shop once a week and get three big bags of stuff, but put it out three times a week. Gives me sumptin’ to do. Besides hang out here. 
And a fine job you do of both! {{{ back atcha }}}
I’ve never figured that out either, unless the hosts/cooks are straddling the two big meals of the day and are hoping to have to only sweat over putting out one big spread instead of two.
Me and mine? It was either 1pm, with fix your own plate of leftovers for supper, or in the case of holidays such as Christmas Eve, when many work at least part of the day and the sense of the day is the fall of sunset and the approaching next day, we gather at 5 for nibbles and eat about 6pm, thence lounging, kibitzing, playing games or doing jigsaw puzzles together.
I’ve been given to understand the Thanksgiving football games create their own priorities, and meals are sometimes scheduled around them.
Turkey (or prime rib, for Christmas) takes a long time to cook. There tends to be a lot of side dishes, and a lot of prep. After eating, everything needs to be put away or cleaned up. That takes time, and who wants to clean up right before bed?
Good point. I forgot that entirely.
4 or 5 pm is usually my family’s preferred time. Earlier than a regular dinner, but we skip lunch so everybody’s hungry. And more time for socializin’ after.
Breakfast has been consumed: Scrambled eggs, pancakes, hash browns, and various meats. Simple yet eminently satisfying. Hours of slothage shall now commence.
Traditionally the turkey goes in the oven at o’dark early, followed by a big breakfast and then nibbling until 12:00, when the people arrive.
Eat at 13:00 (1 pm for the rest of you), sit around drinking coffee and nibbling on pie. Maybe watch a football game or the Hobbit (it was always on on Thanksgiving it seems), go for a walk to the beach and now it’s about 18:00 or so. Time for some mix of leftoevers / desserts / alcoholic beverages. And cards. There will be card games.
Some people leave before the walk, some people leave before the cards. And there are those who are serious about their card games.
At least that’s how it was growing up.
My in-laws say they will eat at 15:00, and then eat about 1.5 hours later. And there’s no card games. No walk to the beach. Which is good, because it would take more than 24 hours, according to google.
Today? Not even pumpkin pie. Might make one this weekend. Or anise cookies, since all the Christmas markets are canceled.
Have a safe Thanksgiving!
I’m glad y’all are here, and are willing to put up with me.
Daughter, son-in-law,a and one of the grandsons are here for the next 4 days. We’re having roasted chickens and dressing, and I know there will be pies 'cause I’ve seen them. I’m hoping for mashed taters and gravy. There may be other stuffs, but that’ll be up to someone else.
I have no idea what time we will eat. There’s nothing in the oven at this time, (~11am). I expect it’ll be late afternoon.
Nobody in this house cares about professional sports, so there prolly won’t be any of that noise today. Works for me. Now if I can just convince Wifey not to turn on CNN… 
Y’all have a wunnerful day and weekend.
Me too, and … me too. I’m all cleaned up, though, I have my “bringing over” packed (okay, laying on the floor next to my purse) and now I have, like, an hour to kill.
OMG I’m nervous! How silly is that? I’m just … completely out of practice on this whole “sociable creature” business.
And we appreciate both things.
Happy turkey day, non-turkey Americans!
Our shiny new restrictions have been announced- we’re getting away lightly here as the only mainland county on the lowest level, but it all seems very random what’s allowed and how it’s supposed to work. It’s making no difference to me anyway, as I have nowhere to go and no-one to meet up with anyway.
Except at work, where of course I’m still squished into small rooms with lots of people 
And here I thought y’all were just hot-racking…
That’s how I feel about almost all ball games. That was one of the things I liked about working at the store after I retired from the Navy – there was more than one topic of conversation on the day after the Super Bowl.
SubVets does that here – several hundred meals delivered to shut-ins, duty personnel at police and fire stations (here and in neighbouring towns), and others. They also serve meals for sailors, retirees and families who come to the clubhouse to eat. The goal was 150 turkeys this year; as of 11 Nov 110 had been donated.
Slowly catching up on the last few days’ posts…
I had a Landjäger and a slice of cheese earlier. That’s all I’ve had in the six-and-a-half hours I’ve been up. I’m a little hungry.
Mrs. L.A. had some pumpkin pie. Two slices, I think; but I’m not sure.
We eat early because it’s a very heavy meal that need time to process so you don’t lie awake half the night. And we’re old.
Oh, crud, football. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not against football; I’m just against the day’s schedule revolving around football, as shoe says. First of all, it’s supposed to revolve around family, am I right? And second of all, you have people who slave at prep, often for days, and shovel-chew-burp is not adequate appreciation.
Johnny, I come from a long line–OK, Mom wasn’t born here, so a short line–of women who got up very early to get the turkey in the oven, so the long roasting time didn’t mean a late meal. Then when the leftovers were put away and the dishes washed, we were done for the day. The evening meal was yummy turkey sandwiches–usually on paper plates. I love turkey sandwiches.
I had a WONDERFUL Zoom call with the kids. SO good to see their happy faces! We laughed a lot, as always. I’m glad they both have a good sense of humor; it’s a real survival skill.
I have a couple of calls to make and will then contemplate when I’m eating dinner. Silly me! I’ll eat it at dinner time. 
Dinner has been inhaled. I need to make a couple of sammiches for the road tomorrow. Pie later, chillage now. MIL forgot to make the marshmallow covered casserole, so whew!! 
I was nice and cleaned the stove and microwave. FCD did the dishes. Higgs is plastered to my right leg, snoozing. Quiet afternoon…
Hot-racking??? The very idea! I’m not that kind of girl and neither is swampy!!!
Thank you, we appreciate it. And dinner here will be 5:00, cocktails are being served now.