If there is one day each year that Americans enjoy designing the perfect meal, lingering at the table, and spending time with friends and family, it’s Thanksgiving. It’s incredible how we shop and organize for weeks, cook for days, and then spend hours savoring every last morsel and delicious sip of wine.
With absolutely no disrespect for my family’s Thanksgiving traditions (truly, my Mom makes an incredible meal), I have to say that my husband Riley’s family takes this particular holiday to a new level. My mother-in-law is a baker extraordinaire that takes pies more seriously than I’d ever imagined and my father-in-law has mastered the BBQ’d turkey. He brines it, smokes it, grills it, and then we all gather around the table and devour it. It takes your dry turkey breast begging for gravy and knocks it out of the park.
No matter what your Thanksgiving family traditions are - candied yams or roasted root vegetables, lunchtime feast or evening soiree - there’s an aspect of teamwork and collaboration that makes this holiday so unique. If all twenty side dishes are meant to make it to the table at the same time as the bird, then everyone from your ten-year-old niece to grandma is going to have a role. And that’s the beauty of it. When we all gather together in the kitchen, Thanksgiving becomes a day full of warmth and laughter, support and love - a day to leave your criticisms and judgments at the door. And it’s that very feeling of convivial energy cooked up in the kitchen that pairs perfectly with our Mataro from Fine Disregard.