I love Thanksgiving. It’s my favorite holiday. I mean really, how can you go wrong with a holiday dedicated to food, family, friends, and being grateful for what you’ve got.
I’ve celebrated Thanksgiving a number of ways. Big extended family dinners complete with the kids table. Smaller immediate family Thanksgivings. Double the Thanksgiving after my parents divorced. Thanksgiving with my besti from college’s family in Connecticut, accompanied by a white elephant gift exhange. Thanksgiving while traveling in Italy with lots of wine. Thanksgiving with the American ambassador to Tanzania. A Thanksgiving potluck in the desert in the middle of Tanzania, for which we were told the turkeys were not for buying and butchering, merely for looking at, but we could get some camel meat if we so desired (shot down, and still upset about that one).
And this year a new one. Thanksgiving with Boyfriend’s family.
I was given the instructions that if I wanted to bring something to dinner I should bring a dish that I wouldn’t feel like it was Thanksgiving without. Well, with all those different Thanksgiving celebrations under my belt, I’m hard pressed to find a dish that I just NEED to have on the table for Thanksgiving (maybe other than the turkey, but that was already a done deal). Even at our small family Thanksgivings, sure we have all the traditional food, but we like to mix it up and try something new, or prepare a staple dish in a new way.
But there is something that we do do (hehe dodo) almost every Thanksgiving that I celebrate with my fam that holds a special place in my heart. We make pies. Lots of pies. We spent Thanksgivings honing our apple pie skills and practicing our crusts. Always crust from scratch, occasionaly the can of cherry pie filling, but usually the filling was from scratch as well. Apple. Tofu-pumpkin. Pecan. Cherry. Mincemeat. Sour cream raisin. I believe our record was 15 pies, many of which we shared with friends.
So I decided to make two this year: apple, because it’s a staple, and cranberry pecan, because I saw this recipe and started dreaming about this pie.
Let me tell you, they turned out beautiful. I mean, I don’t want to brag or anything, but this girl can bake a pie.
My apple pie was pretty traditional. Unfortunately I didn’t get any pictures of it when it came out of the oven. Or any pictures of how delicious it smelled.
This is the cranberry pie, the recipe for which can be found here. It’s technically more of a cake than a pie, there are no crusts involved, only a batter poured over the top. You need to make this now. It’s that good.Be the first to comment
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