We are spending a quiet day at home, cooking a turkey and thinking about how we can use all the leftovers..Turkey Hotdish, Turkey and Biscuits and Gravy and Turkey Salad Sandwiches are some of our favorites. We will make two different kinds of stuffing/dressing..one with sautéed giblets for Far Guy and one with apples and raisins for me. I like the dark meat, Far Guy likes the white meat.
How many of you remember this Thanksgiving song by Lydia Marie Child? Far Guy and I tried to sing it the other day, neither of us could remember all the words. We both learned it in grade school. I wonder if the music teachers use this song anymore? It was written in 1844 as a poem.
- Over the river, and through the wood,
- To Grandfather's house we go;
- The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh
- through the white and drifted snow.
- To Grandfather's house we go;
- Over the river, and through the wood—
- Oh, how the wind does blow!
- It stings the toes and bites the nose
- As over the ground we go.
- Oh, how the wind does blow!
- Over the river, and through the wood,
- To have a first-rate play.
- Hear the bells ring, "Ting-a-ling-ding",
- Hurrah for Thanksgiving Day!
- To have a first-rate play.
- Over the river, and through the wood
- Trot fast, my dapple-gray!
- Spring over the ground like a hunting-hound,
- For this is Thanksgiving Day.
- Trot fast, my dapple-gray!
- Over the river, and through the wood—
- And straight through the barnyard gate,
- We seem to go extremely slow,
- It is so hard to wait!
- And straight through the barnyard gate,
- Over the river, and through the wood—
- Now Grandmother's cap I spy!
- Hurrah for the fun! Is the pudding done?
- Hurrah for the pumpkin pie!..Lydia Marie Child
- Now Grandmother's cap I spy!
It is a balmy –8 F this morning. Happy Thanksgiving! :)
