The entire Habib family cooks during Thanksgiving.
Father & I were in charge of the main protein. This was a large bar headed goose that I hunted last Friday. We prepared it American-Bengali style. So it was oven roasted in the Western style but stuffed with Pakistani mutton Khat-A-Khat.
Mother was in charge of the pie. She did a lemon meringue pie. Which was delicious but I personally would have much preferred if she baked a blueberry pie a la mode (with vanilla ice cream).
My daughter & her husband made the starch side dishes. They did a pan corn bread and wild potato salad.
My son & his wife made the vegetables. They did a creamed spinach and a Brussels sprouts sautéed with Axis venison bacon.
Even our grandchildren chimed in, with huge pitchers of lemonade and Foster Clark’s Orange Tang.
My eldest grandson brought his girlfriend over for dinner. The good hearted little lady brought us buttered & steamed crabs.
Some members of my family (myself included) are casual drinkers and there were two bottles of Keru Cherry brandy, as well.
A Catholic life long friend of mine (who used to be my secretary during the 1970s) brought over a huge container of maraconi & cheese topped with salted beef bresaola. To make things better, she used my favorite kind of cheese- English West Country aged red cheddar.
I miss my eldest granddaughter. She & I are very close but she is currently in Norway, completing her final semester at the University of Oslo. Hopefully, she will be back before Christmas. She bakes the best Blueberry cupcakes.
If only mother baked the right pie, things would be perfect…
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