George settled the brined, maple-glazed turkey in the oven as Ben chopped oysters for stuffing, and Sarah arranged fingerling potatoes and figs in a casserole dish. Eve and Julia mixed sugar, water and cranberries, while I pureed wild mushroom soup. We were six cooks in the kitchen, listening to music and cooking together for a great Thanksgiving.
One of the things I love about Thanksgiving day is cooking with my family and guests. This year, the one dish I made ahead of time–pumpkin cheesecake–was the only disaster. After all the other fabulous dishes, only my 5 1/2 year old had room for dessert. She took one bite, and her face said it all–I put salt instead of sugar in the pie. The communal delicacies were delicious, and next year I’ll enlist help for every dish.