By Stuart J. Faber

It’s almost Thanksgiving again? Seems as if it was only a few months ago that we celebrated my favorite holiday. I love to prepare for and cook a Thanksgiving dinner. Not only is it festive, fun, and colorful, guests scream with delight as they circle our huge dining room table, which we convert into a buffet.  

Notwithstanding my age, I regard myself as a person who keeps pace with the changing world. I love computer technology. I marvel at the developments in avionics. Driverless automobiles–I’m ready for them. I do, however, harbor some apprehension over the concept of pilotless passenger aircraft.

That being said, when it comes to Thanksgiving, I’m a traditionalist. Turkey with goat cheese or pesto sauce? No thanks. I love the fragrance and taste of an old-fashion turkey roasting in the oven. I make my own cornbread and form it into a traditional stuffing with that familiar smell of sage.

I love everything about this holiday–journeys to the market, selecting just the right turkey, planning the menu, proofing and kneading the dough for homemade rolls, baking the pies from scratch, and making certain that each component of the buffet comes to life at the same time and is presented in an inviting and festive array.