Happy Hallothanksmas!

Time flies. Christmas will be here before you know it. It’s officially forty-six days until the big day, and we all know those forty-six days will fly by in a whirlwind of shopping, baking, and gift wrapping. We’ll all blink, and it’ll be Thanksgiving, and then, we’ll blink again, and it’ll be Christmas. The old cliché “as slow as Christmas” just doesn’t seem to apply anymore. Christmas is fast, folks, and with each passing year, it only seems to get faster. But where does the time go? It’s the great rhetorical question of the century and, apparently, one of life’s great mysteries.  

In an effort to not blink away this fleeting and rare time just before the holidays begin for real, I thought I would record some of my favorite parts of the moments in between candy binge and turkey binge, otherwise known as Halloween and Thanksgiving.  Without a doubt, this is one of my favorite times of the year.  The excitement for the holidays starts building early, and I find myself in a perpetual state of happiness for nearly the entire months of November and December. I’m pretty despicable.

Part of my happiness is due to the weather. In the South, the time in between Halloween and Thanksgiving is neither too hot nor too cold. As Goldilocks would say, it’s just right, just the right amount of fall breeziness mixed with just the right amount of beautiful golden leaves and vast and impossibly blue autumn sky. It’s the recipe for perfect weather: light-jacket weather, sweatshirt and jeans weather, football weather, homemade potato soup and chili weather. Don’t you just love it? You should probably stop reading this right now, throw on a light jacket, and go play in some leaves. You’re never too old to play in a pile of leaves, right?

Perfect weather aside, this time of year also brings us the underappreciated and often ignored in-between holiday of Veteran’s Day.  I really hate that holidays like Memorial Day and Veteran’s Day don’t get more attention than they do. They are, after all, honoring and memorializing the heroes and heroines of our country, but let’s face it; patriotism is not what it used to be. I only hope that as new generations grow up to lead our country that some of that lost patriotism is restored. To my brave father and my late PawPaw, I’m proud of all that you did to support our country and our freedoms, and at this time of year especially, I am reminded of the sacrifices you made, and others still make, for love of country, and I thank you.

Undoubtedly, there are a lot of things to love about this time of year: the weather, Veteran’s Day, oyster stew on Friday nights, soft blankets and cats to cuddle, dark and chilly nights with mugs of hot chocolate, and the first few glimpses of the joyful season to come. Speaking of that joyful season, my husband and I made our first Thanksgiving grocery store trip on Sunday. I stocked up on pumpkin and cinnamon and crescent rolls, gleefully planning my contributions to the family Thanksgiving meal. I can’t decide who is more excited: me about the cooking or Jeremy about the eating.

But as excited as we may be, we must remember not to wish away this precious time in between. Time already flies by, instead of wishing for Thanksgiving and Christmas to get here quickly, we should cherish the anticipation, the looking forward to family and friends and togetherness. Oh, and the food…we should never forget to look forward to the food. 

What do you love most about this time "in between"?

Author's Note: This was written in response to The Lightning and the Lightning Bug's "Time of the Season" prompt. You have until Wednesday to link up. Come visit us! 

chicken noodle gravy

It's another hot afternoon in September. It should be Fall already, but it's really not...despite my best efforts to make it true. My Halloween decorations are out three weeks too early according to my husband, but I am so tired of the Southern heat I could scream. I've always prided myself on the fact that I am a Southerner through and through, but I'll be the first to admit that this summer has nearly done me in. Bring me Fall!

Along with the Halloween decorations, I've also pulled out my repertoire of Fall-ish/Winter recipes, hoping to conjure up some Autumn breezes and color-changing leaves. Because we're saving for a trip to Disney World in a few weeks, the first of these magical recipes also happens to be the cheapest. World, I introduce to you: Chicken Noodle Gravy.

Those three words make my heart sing! They bring back memories of my childhood, of my mama or daddy in the kitchen cooking that warm and hearty dish that's loved by millions the world through. Chicken Noodle Gravy? Okay, maybe it's not loved by millions. In fact, I seriously doubt that it's even loved by hundreds. But if you know what it is, chances are you love it.

Chicken Noodle Gravy is a relatively simple dish, but like a lot of things, it's beautiful in its simplicity. Okay, maybe I'm getting a little too deep there. After all, it is a gravy dish; how complex and symbolic can it be? Well, let me tell you: Chicken Noodle Gravy is a lot like me. It's simple, old-fashioned, and cheers you up when you're feeling low. It's the food version of me, and that's why I've named my blog after it, just in case you were wondering.

But seriously, Chicken Noodle Gravy is very simple to make. You'll just need a few ingredients, most of which you probably already have in your cabinets:

1 can of condensed chicken noodle soup (duh!)
1 cup (more or less) of milk
2 tablespoons of butter or margarine
1/4 cup to 1/3 cup of flour
salt and pepper to taste (careful with the salt though, the soup already has tons!)
4 to 5 slices of bread

You start Chicken Noodle Gravy as you would any other gravy, by making a rue. Put your 2 tablespoons of butter or margarine (make that butter, in the South butter's where it's at!) in a medium sized frying pan and over medium heat. Once it's boiling, add your flour. This is where it gets tricky. If you add too much flour, you'll have an excellent adhesive to use for various craft projects or household repairs. If you add too little, you're going to end up with runny gravy, and nobody likes runny gravy. On this note, my husband claims to like runny gravy, but this is probably due to the fact that I've made him runny gravy on numerous occasions. He probably thinks that I mean to, but I really don't. There's just a really fine balance in making gravy, and I'll admit I don't always hit it.

So when you have your perfect amount of flour, (I always try to add enough to absorb the liquid of the butter fully) stir and be sure to get all of your flour mixed well with the butter, then add your can of chicken noodle soup followed close by your cup of milk. The milk's usually a little tricky as well, again it's all about balance. Can you tell that I'm the type of cook who likes to color outside the lines? I rarely listen to a recipe myself, so it's kind of hard to write one without lots of qualifiers. If you're like me, you're going to tweak it a little yourself anyway, so just go with it. Make cooking an experience. There will be successes and failures, but that's what it's all about: fun, experimentation, and the stunning thrill you get when you get a dish just right.

Continue to heat over medium, stirring often. Gravy will thicken within a few minutes. Remove from heat, serve over toast, and enjoy this unique and cheap meal.

Maybe if a lot of us prepare it, we'll conjure up a little Fall weather.