Due to the fact that Thanksgiving is a "mans holiday", meaning the women slave all day in the kitchen. Cooking for hours all for a thirty minute meal then do the mounds of dishes afterwards. While the men watch football and take naps. My Mom felt this was a bit unfair. So she deiced to put my Dad in charge of most of the meal.
The Thanksgiving meal was YUMMY!! And very un-traditional complete with elk meat roasted and pineapple roasted on a spit. Rolls wrapped around willow branches and sweet potatoes cooked in the coals. Even our dinner ware was rustic. Eating dinner off pie tins and drinking apple cider from tin cups just completed the entire experience.
Doesn't that meat look divine! The best part of the entire day was sitting around the fire making the meal and talking to family. I have so many things to be grateful for this year. But on Thursday I was most grateful for the lack of dishes that we wash after the meal.
