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Thanksgiving Phone Call

One of my favorite parts of the year is cooking Thanksgiving for my family.

I spend the weeks before the big day cutting out new recipes to try and making turkey-themed place cards. But each year in the middle of peeling potatoes, checking on the turkey and making my famous tapioca pudding, I always make time to call my stepdad in Florida

Without him teaching me how to cook and more importantly, showing me that cooking a meal is gift of love, I am pretty sure that my family would be dining each night on grilled cheese sandwiches.

Our Thanksgiving Day phone call tradition began 15 years ago with me in a panic, convinced that I was either going to burn the bird or give my guests food poisoning.

Even though I am now a confident Thanksgiving chef, the day does not feel complete without a few minutes talking with my stepdad about the new recipes we are trying that year and any new twists we made to the traditional ones.

But these days, I am not alone in the kitchen. My 11-year-old, Laurel, helps make the green bean casserole and chops the bread for the stuffing. Each year I make a silent wish that I am passing my love of cooking down to my daughter, just like my stepdad did for me.

And I can only hope that many years from now, she will call me each year to share about the feast she is preparing for her own family.



Read more here: http://www.newsobserver.com/2012/11/17/2488090/a-pause-for-family.html#storylink=cpy
 
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