Part of the fun of Thanksgiving is the anticipation of sitting down together and sharing a feast. The house is full of sweet and savory aromas as we are all preparing a part of the dinner. Your appetite is rising as you test each delicious dish. My sister is preparing the turkey and vegetables, I am cooking pies and cornbread and cranberry sauce, my mother is preparing sweet potatoes, my brother bringing wine, we plane to eat in a few hours. The table is set:
In Florida we add a little citrus to the mix, like when I squeezed fresh Florida oranges into the cranberries. My sister will pour fresh orange on the turkey and place it in the cavity. It makes an incredibly sweet and juicy turkey. It is still in the oven right now.
Thanksgiving is the traditional dinner in the American calender that is celebrated on the fourth Thursday in November. The myth around the original Thanksgiving dinner is one where the native Americans helped the early colonists to harvest the foods native to North America; the wild fowl named turkey, the tart red cranberries and sweet blueberries and Indian corn, the wild grain of the Americas.
We don't really know what the original meal was, but venison would have been a part and more shellfish, wild and native to the northeast coast like lobster, clams and mussels. Squash and pumpkins would have been on the table, but unlikely as pies, they did not have wheat and butter to make pastry. I have been to reservations and the great museum in Washington to native Americans, there they just roast squash and pumpkins on open fire.. it must have been a delicious feast.