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November 20, 2012 - Jen Zbozny
It would be delightful to think about having time and opportunity to put on my running shoes and participate in an actual marathon on Thanksgiving but my marathon is the one where I run around like a beheaded bird and try to get everything done before a) guests arrive or we arrive at relative's or b) I call it all off in favor of staying in bed in our jammies and eating cereal for Thanksgiving instead. It's a day I'd be grateful for, for sure.
I know why I run my marathons for holidays. It's what I know from the fabric of my life. My mother and grandmothers and aunts and stepmother went out of their way to make things special for my cousins, father, uncles, brothers, and me. Even for our pets! In a way the most interesting one is my stepmother, since she's British! Regardless, they made it special, meaningful, memorable with their own unique approaches.
It's from years of scampering through kitchens full of dedicated cooks that I learned how a holiday ought to smell and what magic solutions can be conjured up to add one or three extra places at a holiday table without anyone noticing how we stretched a meal or that some of the silver ware didn't exactly match the rest.
It's where I learned that the best places to sit for holidays are either a) smack in the center so everything gets to you easily and you can keep an eye on all your mischievous cousins b) next to the mashed potatoes or c) at the little kids' table. The little kids table is still the most fun and I will happily volunteer to sit there any time, for any meal.
I know families everywhere are preparing for their own Thanksgiving day marathons, and I'd love to hear your special stories. For me, this year's addition will be the turkey veggie tray platter I create to feed and amuse Eve and the grown-ups alike. I promise to send photos!
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