Our first Thanksgiving
I am sure that all of my America born fans have their family Thanksgiving traditions. Have you ever wondered what Thanksgiving would be for someone who did not grow up in this country? Is it just a day off? Certainly not!
My very first Thanksgiving was in 1993 in Boulder, Colorado. My husband and I were visiting the National Center for Atmospheric Research (NCAR) and the NOAA labs after having attended an ozone conference in La Joella, California. I had given a presentation at NCAR the day before, and we had planned to meet with colleagues at NOAA on Black Friday.
The weather was lousy – a rare event in Boulder in my opinion. You may know that I later lived there for a while. Despite the weather, we decided that we would go out for dinner, and not order in. We dressed for the cold, wet weather. The plan was to get a recommendation for a restaurant nearby at the hotel’s reception.
The first Thanksgiving set our tradition
When we went down, we passed the dinning room and a great smell was in the air. A young lady, probably a music student from the university, was playing the piano and another young woman played a harp. Thus, we decided to take our dinner there. The food was delicious; the music was breath taking. Real nice dinner music! You know, like in the movies playing in the first half of the last century. The only thing that was different was that fashion had changed in the last 80 years or so. 😉
Immigrating to Alaska
In 2001, we came to Alaska. When Thanksgiving was approaching, we remembered that nice evening in Boulder. Thus, we decided to go out for dinner to have delicious Thanksgiving food. The sweet potatoes, the green beans, the pecan pie, the mashed potatoes, the salad with fresh cranberries. For my husband turkey and for me corn pudding, and other good stuff.
Invited Thanksgiving dinners go with the host’s traditions except for potlucks
Except for two years, we always did this. There was a reason not to stick to our tradition in those two years. We were invited for dinner party at friends’ houses. In one of those years, the host and hostess had to fly out last minute due to a family emergency. Since one day before the feast, it is impossible to get a reservation in Fairbanks, not even at a roadhouse far outside of town, I cooked our Thanksgiving dinner. It was delicious, but we missed our tradition to go out for dinner. The other inivitation was to a potluck.
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Being an American I cooked the turkey
For the potluck, I did the turkey, but in the Rheinland tradition. This means the turkey is filled with a mix of hashed pork, raisins, nuts as well as apples, mushrooms and onions cut into 2/8 of an inch pieces. This mix is spiced up with black pepper, salt and hold together with eggs and bread crumbs. It’s a traditional Christmas dish in the area where I came from.
My friends thought that it was funny. It was in first the year of me being an American. We just had had our oath ceremony half a year ago and I cooked the turkey! What most of them didn’t know was that the hostess had asked me to cook it. She is vegan, but wanted that the meat lovers get their turkey. What’s really funny is that I don’t eat turkey.
My first Thanksgiving outfit on the blog
Another tradition was added when I started this over 50 fashion blog. Ever since, we took photos of my Thanksgiving outfit. The photos below show my outfit that I wore Thanksgiving in my first year of blogging.
It’s a brocade gold and navy skirt, a navy cashmere sweater over a long sleeve T-shirt, I completed the outfit with navy blue tights, black knee-high boots, a shiny necklace and a European silk scarf, a birthday gift from my husband years ago. Since the occasion is special, I took my beige Chanel bag along. I still wear this metallic skirt.
When you read the blog already for a while, you know that I am a strong believer in styling your outerwear. For the transit to the restaurant, I wore my Alaska-style hunter green velvet parka. We decide to drive instead of walking and crossing the frozen river. It had snowed the day before and we would have had to wear suitable boots for taking that shortcut. Such snow boots would have broken our Thanksgiving outfits. It is our tradition also to be dressed up. Remember, the first ever celebration was on a business trip where we were dressed up for business.
What I wear Thanksgiving
Now to the look of the day. I decided to go with the traditonal fall harvest colors of gold, orange, red and brown. I took the Gucci scarf for inspiration of the color scheme. I accessorized with a scarf as a belt and a belt as a necklace. Yes, I know, I did it again. 😉
Happy Thanksgiving to all my lovely readers
What’s your Thanksgiving tradition? What did you wear? Let me know, I am curious.
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