Happy Friday everybody! And for all you Canadians out there – happy beginning to the Thanksgiving long weekend <3
I just love Thanksgiving don’t you? Not only because of what the holiday itself stands for, but also because I always feel like it marks the true start of the family holiday season. The time that we all really focus on spending time with family and enjoying the simple things in life that matter the most. Like going to the pumpkin patch on a Saturday to embrace the kid inside us all, while picking up a wagons worth of all different shapes and sizes of adorable pumpkins; or the beauty of cuddling up on the couch on a rainy afternoon to watch old movies; or just sharing in the beauty of the vibrant fall colours outside by going for long walks in the crisp fall air with someone that we love.
There are so many things to love about the fall season and I could go on and on about this for days – but the gist of my ramblings is that for me Thanksgiving has always been that marker to the true beginning of this wonderful season. My mom and I have always shared in the love for this season, so I think this why we often tend to get a little carried away when it comes to our family Thanksgiving dinners ever year. As in we act like we are cooking for a guest list of about 50 people when in reality it is usually only about 10 of us gathered around my parents dining room table.
We always end up seriously over cooking and end up having left overs that will last us a week. I mean It’s so hard not to when there are so many amazing harvest inspired dishes to gobble up – honestly can you blame us? Besides, I’m not one to complain about Thanksgiving leftovers – no sirree…