Who First Farmed Potatoes? Archaeologists in Andes Find New Evidence
Nobody knows precisely what the Pilgrims’ first Thanksgiving feast looked like. According to primary sources, there was fowl (likely including wild turkeys), venison and cornmeal for sure. Possible side dishes were cranberries, pumpkin and stuffing made with onions, nuts and herbs.
Many of these flavors are still Thanksgiving staples. There’s one modern favorite, though, that would not have been found at the inaugural Plymouth celebration: mashed potatoes. That’s because potatoes are native to South America and had not yet made their way to North America.
Where in South America potatoes first became domesticated, however, is still unknown. Recent genetic studies point to the Andean highlands in southern Peru and northwestern Bolivia as the crop’s birthplace, but a lack of direct plant evidence has made it difficult to confirm. Read more.
thank you to the cinnamon snail (vegan nyc-based food truck, catering company & more) for the amazing vegan thanksgiving dinner ❤️ herb crusted seitan, rosemary root vegetables, stuffing, cranberry sauce, gravy & i also had the truffle mac n cheese and mini pumpkin pie !!! they’re amazing ✨✨✨
Turkey and turkey stuffing with cranberry sauce (the only one I found find that worked had a watermark im so sorry), Germany and chipped beef on toast (it’s called Shit on a Shingle im dEAD), and England and matcha boba tea
I know this is late, but I hope you still like it!
Thanksgiving, 2015. The first Thanksgiving the group would
spend together. They planned for it to be the day before Thanksgiving because
Linus and Cameron both had families planning dinner for the day of.
Kirsten and Camille decided to host it. They had the most
space and two pitching in money for one turkey and a couple of sides was better
than baking and cooking other things to bring. They assigned the boy items to
bring: Cameron was required to bring bread rolls, a pie, and a green bean
casserole; Linus was asked to bring other veggies, some cookies, and utensils
to cut the turkey. The girls would be providing the turkey, cranberry sauce, stuffing,
and a sweet potato casserole with marshmallows baked on top (a bizarre dish
Camille insisted on having).
Cameron and Linus arrived around 1:30. “We have the goods!”
Linus said once Camille opened the door.
“Great, glad you pulled through,” she replied in a slightly
sarcastic tone. She took the pie from Cameron along with the bag of canned
vegetables from Linus. She directed them around as to where to put things.
Meanwhile, Kirsten was in the kitchen bent over at the oven,
basting the turkey. While Camille and Linus argued pettily in the dining room
over the utensils he brought (apparently they were dull or broken), Cameron
went into the kitchen to see what he could help with. “Got it, Stretch?” he
asked as he walked towards her.
She looked up, a few fly away hairs in her face. “Yeah,” she
sighed. “Yeah, I think I got it all.” She didn’t know how long she had been
dripping the juices over the turkey for, but assumed it was long enough. She
stuck the thermometer in to check the readiness of the bird. “Damn. Still at
one thirty.” She removed it and placed it on the counter. Closing the oven, she
turned towards Cameron. “Hi.” She pushed her hair out of her face and dusted
her hands off on her apron.
“Hi,” he smiled. “Smells good.” He adored the flustered
Kirsten standing in front of him.
She inhaled deeply. “I’ll probably end up drying it out
somehow.” She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. “What’re you up to?”
“Just came in to see if you need any help,” he said.
Kirsten looked around. “Wanna open up a can of cranberry
sauce and slice it up in the little dish it’s sitting in?” she asked.
Cameron nodded. “Sure.” He grabbed the can opener that was
sitting next to a can of corn. “Is this your first ‘Friends-giving’?” he asked
as he twisted the knob.
She nodded, still standing against the oven. “Yeah. First
Thanksgiving in years, if I’m being honest.”
He whipped his head around. “Are you being serious right now?”
She shrugged, almost saying “Why wouldn’t I be?” He shook his head with a grin.
“Then you’re coming to my house tomorrow for a real Thanksgiving meal.”
“Are you implying this isn’t good enough?” she challenged, brows
“No! No, this is a
real Thanksgiving dinner and it’s going to be wonderful, but it’s
‘Friends-giving.’ It’s totally different than spending it with a family.”
“We’re a family,” she said casually.
Cameron’s cheeks reddened. “W-we are. Yeah, I-I guess we
are.” He nodded, dumping the sauce onto the plate. He grabbed a knife and began
to slice small slivers. “Sorry. Y-you don’t have to go. That was dumb.”
She walked over to him and rested her elbow on the counter
with her head in her hand. “I’ll go, if you want me to go.”
He looked up at her. “Really?”
She shrugged. “Yeah, why not? As long as I get first dibs on
dessert,” she said with a smirk, dipping her finger in the Cool Whip tub
sitting next to her and placing a bit on Cameron’s nose.
His face became as red as the cranberry sauce as she walked
away. He wiped it off, chuckling softly as he continued to work.
(I know some of you don’t celebrate Thanksgiving or it isn’t today for you, but I’m in the holiday spirit so I’m making these)
Oswald always is the one who goes out to by the turkey, corn, mashed potatoes, stuffing, cranberry sauce, beans, etc. Ed only decorates the mansion. It is a bunch of pilgrim stuff so that when Oswald comes home he feels like he just walked into the first thanksgiving. ‘
They only have thanksgiving with each other, obviously because their family is either dead or abusive. They are each other’s family.
Ed gobbles at Oswald after dinner to make him giggle
They both wake up early, despite normally waking up late in the day, just to watch the Thanksgiving Day Parade on TV.
One Thanksgiving, they weren’t able to put up decorations or get all the necessary food because of a specific obstacle/reason, so Ed ordered Chinese food takeout last minute. This made Oswald extremely happy.
Ed always makes sure Oswald eats 3x as much as him, and always surprises him with a customized dessert every year
Ed always teases Oswald about putting more weight on every year, and squishing his cheeks, telling him he loves him even more. Oswald gets annoyed and flustered due to it, but he also loves it.
The minute they are done with dinner, they take down all the Thanksgiving decorations and burn them.
They dress in green and red pajamas before going to bed that night, Ed of course wearing the green ones.
Ed never gets to sleep until late Thanksgiving night, because he wants to wait until Oswald is asleep so he can cuddle him and watch his adorable sleeping face after such an eventful holiday.
Marian Cheng and her sister Hannah sell dumplings like their Taiwanese mom makes. In November, they stuff a seasonal version with traditional Thanksgiving ingredients. And, Marian says, proportions are key.
Recipe of the Day: Ree’s Leftover Thanksgiving Panini Plow through the rest of your Thanksgiving leftovers by stacking a loaded sandwich like Ree’s. It doesn’t just feature all the stuffing, turkey, cranberry sauce and gravy clogging your fridge. It also comes with a swipe of zesty Dijon mustard and Swiss cheese that becomes gooey when grilled.