...a minor monologue from last November, repeated this past weekend on A Prairie Home Companion:
Thanksgiving Day: Great American Holiday, centered around turkey, this animal grown in vast numbers here in Minnesota. Thank you very much for your purchase of turkey this weekend in (sic) behalf of the Minnesota turkey growers.
A bird especially bred to be a sort of cooking pouch on legs, so it's no big trouble whatsoever; you just rub the inside of it with lemon and you stuff it with bread stuffing, you kind of improvise your stuffing a little bit, because that's the creative part...of the dinner. And you may put in a little sausage, a little venison sausage, a little wild rice, some nuts, whatever you like and you put it in, you brown it and you add butter, and you keep adding butter, that's the secret of Thanksgiving. No secret about it, you just keep basting, basting, basting, adding butter; pound after pound after pound. You keep adding butter until you think maybe you've used too much butter, and then you add a little bit more, and that's enough, right there, right there.
You sit everybody down around the table and you slice the turkey, and it's good. Kind of a parade of mashed tubers and you've got it. Cranberries for color, and whatever you decide to add, and whatever the in-laws bring. And make sure to eat a little bit of what they brought. And there you are. You say the doxology, you say the prayer. You're grateful. We're lucky; We live in this big beautiful country, and here we are. We're in pretty good shape, considering, and still have our faculties, so far as we know, and we can still enjoy a little provender.
Much better if you listen, though:
http://prairiehome.publicradio.org/programs/2004/11/20/Check out Segment 1 - 00:02:19 "Over the River and Through the Woods" - Shoe Band/
GK talks about Thanksgiving