Last night I cooked pumpkin for a recipe that is definitely not traditional in this part of the world: Pumpkin Pie.
Tomorrow we will celebrate Thanksgiving. It’s an American import that I am more than ready to embrace (unlike Halloween). Our American ‘daughter’, who lived with us for eight months, first introduced us to Thanksgiving. That was quite an experience and you can read here how one Aussie-Kiwi family took to a traditional American Thanksgiving.
In keeping with tradition, we will have turkey and pie. We will also have what is possibly less traditional fare: kumara (a type of sweet potato once favoured by New Zealand Māori and now loved by most Kiwis); potatoes baked in their jackets (I’m planning on doing them in a slow cooker so I hope they turn out as well as the recipe promises); and corn, broccoli and bacon casserole. There will probably be other dishes but I haven’t thought that far ahead yet.
I’m not sure how many people will be sharing Thanksgiving with us. Naturally there will be our immediate family (numbering nine in total – sadly Son#2’s girlfriend won’t be here), plus our American friend (one time boyfriend of our American ‘daughter’ – she has long since returned to America but he’s still here and is bringing the turkey!) and at least two of his friends. We’ve also invited one of DH’s brothers and his family but we don’t know yet whether they’ll be able to make it.
When Son#2 was down south there was an American boarder staying in the same house. We’re also hoping he can get here in time to celebrate with us.
So why do I like this American (and Canadian) tradition? It’s because I really like the idea of purposely setting aside time to reflect on the past year and to thank God for all His blessings. Tomorrow I’m going to list some of those blessings … but right now I need to figure out how we’re going to fit all those people around our table!
So it shall be, when the LORD your God brings you into the land of which He swore to your fathers, to Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, to give you large and beautiful cities which you did not build, houses full of all good things, which you did not fill, hewn-out wells which you did not dig, vineyards and olive trees which you did not plant—when you have eaten and are full— then beware, lest you forget the LORD who brought you out of the land of Egypt, from the house of bondage (Deuteronomy 6:10-12, NKJV).
Tomorrow we will celebrate Thanksgiving. It’s an American import that I am more than ready to embrace (unlike Halloween). Our American ‘daughter’, who lived with us for eight months, first introduced us to Thanksgiving. That was quite an experience and you can read here how one Aussie-Kiwi family took to a traditional American Thanksgiving.
In keeping with tradition, we will have turkey and pie. We will also have what is possibly less traditional fare: kumara (a type of sweet potato once favoured by New Zealand Māori and now loved by most Kiwis); potatoes baked in their jackets (I’m planning on doing them in a slow cooker so I hope they turn out as well as the recipe promises); and corn, broccoli and bacon casserole. There will probably be other dishes but I haven’t thought that far ahead yet.
I’m not sure how many people will be sharing Thanksgiving with us. Naturally there will be our immediate family (numbering nine in total – sadly Son#2’s girlfriend won’t be here), plus our American friend (one time boyfriend of our American ‘daughter’ – she has long since returned to America but he’s still here and is bringing the turkey!) and at least two of his friends. We’ve also invited one of DH’s brothers and his family but we don’t know yet whether they’ll be able to make it.
When Son#2 was down south there was an American boarder staying in the same house. We’re also hoping he can get here in time to celebrate with us.
So why do I like this American (and Canadian) tradition? It’s because I really like the idea of purposely setting aside time to reflect on the past year and to thank God for all His blessings. Tomorrow I’m going to list some of those blessings … but right now I need to figure out how we’re going to fit all those people around our table!
So it shall be, when the LORD your God brings you into the land of which He swore to your fathers, to Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, to give you large and beautiful cities which you did not build, houses full of all good things, which you did not fill, hewn-out wells which you did not dig, vineyards and olive trees which you did not plant—when you have eaten and are full— then beware, lest you forget the LORD who brought you out of the land of Egypt, from the house of bondage (Deuteronomy 6:10-12, NKJV).
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