Alice’s Restaurant Massacree: Arlo Guthrie

Posted November 27, 2014 by katry
Categories: Music

It just wouldn’t be a Coffee Thanksgiving without this song!

American Tune: Paul Simon

Posted November 27, 2014 by katry
Categories: Music

Making Pies: Patty Griffin

Posted November 27, 2014 by katry
Categories: Music

We Gather Together: Acappella Melodies

Posted November 27, 2014 by katry
Categories: Music

Posted November 27, 2014 by katry
Categories: photo

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“Gratitude can transform common days into Thanksgiving, turn routine jobs into joy, and change ordinary opportunities into blessings.”

Posted November 27, 2014 by katry
Categories: Musings

I remember my mother the most on Thanksgivings. She spent all morning in the kitchen getting ready for dinner. When I was little, I watched the parade with my sisters and brother, but when I was older, I helped my mother. I loved those times together, just the two of us peeling and cutting and cooking and chatting. I’d set the table. On holidays we always ate in the dining room. The best dishes, a tablecloth and real napkins, not paper, were on the table. The middle of the table was left empty so all the dishes of food could fit. We always called it the groaning board. My father would sit at the head of the table because he always did. He ate quickly so as to get back to football. The rest of us lingered for a bit then it was time to clear the table. We’d clean up, put the dishes in the dishwasher and wash the pans, mostly my mother and I, then we’d bring put the pies.

Thanksgiving is the least adorned holiday of them all. We don’t buy each other presents or decorate the house. There are no new outfits in spring colors. The highlight of the day is dinner and being together around the table as a family related by blood or friendship. Of all the holidays, it is the one in which we share so much in common. Traditional dishes unique to each family are served but so are turkey and mashed potatoes, stuffing and gravy and all those pies. It is the time for us to remember the people we love who are no longer with us and to appreciate the ones who are. We give thanks for the good in our lives, the food on our tables and the glory of every day. We talk together and laugh together at dinner. We pass the rolls, the green bean casserole and the canned cranberry sauce with the ribbing. We eat until we can eat no more. We finish by doing some cleaning up then relaxing in the living room until we have some room for dessert.

This morning I will watch the parade, the same as I have done as long I can remember. I’ll talk to my sisters to wish them a Happy Thanksgiving. I won’t dress fancy for Thanksgiving, none of us really do. I’ll sit with my friends and enjoy every part of the day. I am thankful for the life I have been lucky enough to live, for the people I love and the people who love me.

I am thankful for all of you, my Coffee family.

I’m Beginning to See the Light: The Ink Spots and Ella Fitzgerald

Posted November 25, 2014 by katry
Categories: Music


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