Typically my parents host Thanksgiving for our family, but this year they had plans to attend the Dallas Cowboy’s game in the afternoon. To keep from rushing the feast, George and I offered to host. Hosting a Thanksgiving feast is quite an undertaking, especially when you have big shoes to fill, but I think we delivered. Prepping things ahead of time helped keep things running smoothly the day of.
The weekend before, Nisey and the kids made votive holders using Dollar Tree hurricane jars, Elmer’s glue, silk and felt leaves, and twine. I think they turned out perfectly!
For a rustic tablescape, I used a burlap table runner paired with fall colored place mats and napkins, pumpkins, and wooden chargers with an “S” monogram inherited from my grandmother. I really love using family heirlooms for special occasions like Thanksgiving.
As hosts, George and I planned to roast the turkey as well as a few other key players while the rest of our meal was delegated to our guests.
Beverages: Apple Pie Moonshine (adults only), Mulled Cider
Appetizers: Spiced Pumpkin Soup & Jalapeno Cranberry Cheeseball
Main: Roasted Turkey
Sides: Cornbread Dressing, Braised Green Beans, Macaroni Salad, Sweet Potato Casserole, Scalloped Potatoes
Dessert: Pumpkin Pie Bars, Pecan Pie Bars, Chocolate Pie
If you’d like to try one of our menu items, stop by our Thanksgiving Pinterest board for links.
Sydney, clad in her Sofia the First ballgown, volunteered to be my sous chef the day prior. She was charged with mixing cornbread for the dressing while George roasted pumpkins for the soup. Before bed on Thanksgiving eve, our cranberry sauce was chilling, the components of the dressing were prepped, the turkey was in a brine, and the pumpkin soup was complete.
Since the bird occupied the oven, our soup simmered perfectly in the crock pot in the morning. By the time our guests arrived, the soup was creamy and warm.
Our den is quite small, but it made for a cozy gathering. I’m also aware that we may need a few more chairs as Seth was relegated to the kiddy rocking chair.
Between our dining room and kitchen, there was adequate room for twelve adults, but it was a bit tight for the quads. We moved their child sized table to the kitchen and Rylin set the table for them. The seemed to enjoy having their own table.
The dogs notoriously prey upon the kid’s dinner plates so we sent them to doggy jail for a bit.
After stuffing our bellies with decadent morsels, the girls cozied up on the sofa to watch the recorded Thanksgiving Day Parade while the boys enjoyed football upstairs. By the end of the day, I was utterly exhausted, but it was a perfect day spent with family and friends.
Keeping with tradition, we snapped a family photo completed with coordinated wardrobe. We started with subdued poses, but ended with this silly one. It’s my favorite shot by far, mostly because it appears that George is yanking my Dad’s hair, but apparently he didn’t touch dad at all.