Thanksgiving is possibly my second most favorite holiday. Yeah I said it! Second!!!! Anyone who knows me well knows my birthday is my absolute favorite holiday of the year!! Don’t judge me!!!
Anyway where was I?! Oh yes! Thanksgiving!
For as long as I can remember, I’ve always looked forward to the Thanksgiving holiday and break. I get to sleep in late on a weekday! Watch football and basketball as well as the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. And I get to stuff my face with yummy make ya fall asleep food.
There’s nothing like warm juicy turkey and a slice of sweet potato pie. Yep sweet potato pie!! If you’ve near tried this delectable pie you’re missing out on something great. There’s no holiday meal without a slice of sweet potato pie. My mouth is watering just thinking about it!!
My maternal grandmother would make one just for me. Partially because it’s my favorite. Partially because she knew I could eat a whole pie by my damn self. Again don’t judge me cuz y’all know you got favorite foods you can eat in large quantities by yourself.
Unfortunately, I haven’t had a good sweet potato pie since I was 19 years old. Yep it’s been that long since I’ve had sweet potato pie. No one I encounter
outside black folks seems to know anything about sweet potato pie. Boo’s brother in law likes pumpkin pie and makes one every Thanksgiving. He and boo’s sister think it’s the bees knew but uhhhh lemme just say they don’t know nada about making good pies. No flavor. No substance. And waaaaay too thin!! Shake my head I be so disappointed every Thanksgiving.
Well this year, I plan on making Granny’s, my paternal grandmother, sweet potato pie recipe. I’ve attempted to make her recipe before but uhhhh it just didn’t come out right. Something was missing but I’m not sure what!
After I made it that year, I misplaced the recipe. I spent years looking for it but it was no where to be found. I spent years I tell you years. My heart broke because getting the recipe was part of one of the last phone conversations I had with Granny before she passed away in August 2005.
And I misplaced it. I felt like ass. I felt like as the only grandchild not in California, the recipe was one of the few things I had left of my Granny.
Yaaaaaaaas I’m getting to end of my story.
A few months ago, Boo found Granny’s sweet potato pie recipe while cleaning up the office. Surprised me the fuck outta me because I never expected to ever find it again. I was so consumed with emotion that all I could do was cry. You see my Granny always knew when I needed her or when I was going through a rough patch. Don’t ask how she knew. She just did. And perhaps Boo finding her recipe was Granny’s way of telling me I’ll be okay. I believe wholeheartedly our loved ones can communicate with us from beyond the grave.
Anyway… I was supposed to make it today but the stove was full to the brim with yummy turkey, dressing and rolls. Plus Boo used all the fresh nutmeg sooooo I guess I’ll have wait until Sunday when we come back from our mini vacation to have my pie. If I’m not too knee deep in pie, I’ll post a picture of my pie!
Happy Thanksgiving! Gobble gobble!!
Thanks for reading…
The Southern Yankee