I recall growing up having VERY routine holidays. The same person made the dressing each year. The same home hosted extended family for the gathering. The same political discussions took a polite but heated edge as the dessert plates were cleared.
Gone are polite political discussions in the world in general. And gone are the days of routine holiday rituals, at least for my family for now.
Depending on the year and what else is going on in our lives, we often spend our holidays – the day of – away from family. We may travel to see them in advance of or after the holiday. But it’s rare we carve out the same routine year after year. It appears while I crave the routine of a Friday ritual with my boys, I have all but abandoned a holiday routine.
This year Thanksgiving is no exception. I’ve already enjoyed “Thanksgiving” with my mom and dad. And there wasn’t an ounce of turkey served. Instead, we opted for a Sunday brunch together. It was such an enjoyable morning.
More time to sit and talk over a mimosa.
That’s the thing I’ve learned over the years about holidays with family when you don’t live close-by. You spend so much time packing, driving/flying, unpacking, repacking and your host spends equally as much time cooking and cleaning, that it all begins to feel long on work and short on visiting. And lord knows most of us at this life stage have enough “work” in our day-to-day lives that we could stand to have a little less stress.
I’m of course not saying it’s time for everyone to abandon Turkey and Dressing by any means. But if you ever find yourself in need of a day to gather with those you love and don’t want to make it a marathon cooking session for you OR for them, you’ll be glad I shared this with you.
While I had originally intended to have my mom pen the recipe for this Blueberry-Cream Cheese French Toast Casserole and share it here, I realized yesterday it was actually a recipe she found via Laughing Spatula. So I’m sending you there for the full recipe. It’s fitting that I do, really, if you think about it. Less work for me – no recipe to write down. A little bit of a travel for you – clicking on over to the site. A new holiday ritual in the making.
- We didn’t serve this with the blueberry syrup that the original recipe called for. Honestly, it didn’t need it. No reason NOT to make it, if you want. But maple syrup was wonderful with it… and again, less effort.
- My boys LOVED this. I believe one of my boys actually said: “Dovie (that’s what they call my mom) this is the best breakfast I’ve ever had!”