This weekend was Canadian Thanksgiving, and I got to host my first big dinner with family. I've been itching to host a serious meal for a while now, and with the autumn harvest and all the delicious food ready at the farm, I was really looking forward to preparing Thanksgiving eats. Even if it did fall on my birthday.

On Saturday a group of eight of us went up to the farm and dug the remaining potato rows, and then piled all those bushels of squash you see on the tractor. Gary's dad had actually picked them all for us and left them in the field, so all we had to do was drive the tractor with the wagon attached and pick them all up. Sounds easy, right? Not so much. Picking up about sixty bushels (or more!) of heavy squash and putting them on a moving tractor is tiring work. But rewarding. We were all in really great spirits by the end of the day. I love the farm so much. Have I mentioned that here already?
Edit: Gary noted that it was closer to 150 bushels of squash, which weighs around 3.5 tonnes.
After we put in a couple of hours of work, we picked what we wanted to take home. And boy, did I collect a bounty for dinner. Potatoes, beets, turnip, carrots, green onions, pumpkin and butternut squash. Brandi, Tate and Kierin went apple picking earlier that afternoon and were nice enough to share some of their apples with us too. Everything I needed for a thanksgiving feast! And how nice it was that I helped out in growing it all. From earth to table right here.
I did end up getting a couple of things from the
Hamilton Farmer's Market, but all from the Buttrum's stand, and all Ontario grown. I got some parsnips, some white carrots and some fresh garlic. We had planted parsnips at the farm, but they never came up. And my lovely aunt had come by the store and presented me with some organic garlic from Quebec earlier this week, but we can never have enough garlic in our home. It's so damn good right now.



Sunday was my baking day. I used a farm pumpkin to make a pie (using the instructions that Courtney sent me
here). I had some leftover pumpkin puree, so I quickly whipped up some pumpkin snickerdoodle cookies, which were the only thing I could think of to make with only one egg left in my fridge. Lots of butter, but lots of deliciousness too.
Then I made an apple pie for our family dinner at Mike's parents on Sunday evening. I got a little fancy with my crust. It's just how I roll. I've started incorporating raw honey into my apple pies this year, and it might just be my honey/bee fetish, but I think it is dynamite.




Monday was the big day. Lots of prep work. So much so that I gave up and didn't get photos of anything past me putting the turkey in the oven. Our turkey was a naturally grain-fed, free-range bird from
Dearsley Meats. I used copious amounts of butter inside and out, seasoned with salt, pepper and dried thyme, which came fresh from my friend Laura's garden earlier this summer. I stuffed some parsnip, white and orange carrots and green onions into the cavity, and also slid some minced garlic underneath the skin by the neck. But don't tell my mom that. I think flavour frightens her.
Then, in a blur, I whipped up some garlic mashed potatoes, roasted the beets, roasted the butternut squash and apples with brown sugar and cinnamon, shredded turnip, roasted a parsnip and carrot medley, made a stock from the turkey giblets and used it later for the homemade gravy. It doesn't seem like that much when I write it out, but it took all afternoon.
Oh, and I made some stuffing from a box for my mom because it's the only kind she likes. The whole afraid of flavour thing that I mentioned earlier.


I set the table with some sunflowers from the market and some small gourds. And I didn't even notice until right now that I didn't get the turkey in frame. Oh well. Overall, my first big dinner was a success! I loved being able to say that everything on the table was grown by our friends and us. And spending the entire weekend in the kitchen almost made up for the past whole year where I hardly did any cooking or baking, due to my insane work schedule. A birthday present to myself.
Jules, sorry that you're not really in that photo, BUT I TOLD YOU NOT TO MOVE.
Hope you all had a lovely Thanksgiving weekend full of good food and family! Did anyone else try their hand at a homemade feast?