Thanksgiving, Starting Early
As the holidays approach, I find myself more and more thinking about all of the meals that I’ve eaten that weren’t vegan over the years.
Thanksgiving was always my favorite holiday growing up, in no small part because of the food. I was a. . . husky lad in my formative years, and, as anyone who has tried my mom’s pasta sauce can attest, I had good reason to be. The food I grew up on, ingredients aside, was delicious, and I still crave some of it from time to time. Not all of it, as steak, chicken, and other large cuts of meat no longer have any allure for me, but some of the Italian food from my youth still does.
This Thanksgiving, as with most, the Blonde and I will be going up to New Jersey to my mother’s house, and there will be more food than anyone knows what to do with.
And there will be a turkey.
And for the first time in my life, I won’t have turkey on Thanksgiving. And I’m a little nostalgic for it already.
Not for the poor, dead bird that will be splayed out on the table, but for the feeling of community that I’m afraid will be so different. For the sense of family that will be clouded by the “No turkey for you?” and “Wow, vegan. How do you live without ____________ (insert animal product here)” and the dreaded “Where do you get your protein?”
So, rather than getting heated and frustrated about it, we’re trying to show off how good the food we eat is. And, like any good pair of cooks, we have to test the recipes out first, right?
We’ve made Hannah Kaminsky’s Samoa Tart, from her cook book Vegan Desserts, and while we liked it, when I brought it in to school to share with the other teachers, it disappeared faster than I could have imagined. We also whipped up a batch of Isa Chandra Moskowitz’ Pumpkin Pie Brownies, which disappeared with similar aplomb.
Both recipes were requested, and I’m not surprised, but even the awesomeness of vegan sweets isn’t always enough to get people to relax about butter, eggs, and cheese. And I don’t know how well I can handle four days of that.
A I being hyper-sensitive? Am I just paranoid because this is my first vegan Thanksgiving? Did you have similar concerns about your first vegan holiday season? What were they, and are mine justified?
I don’t usually end with so many questions, but I guess my paranoid streak is coming out along with the cold weather. . .