Time has been passing in the most extraordinary ways since the pandemic retired my commute in March. The days ran together until they were all one endless Wednesday, or Monday, never a weekend, which would then arrive like an occasional gift, only to disappear in what seemed like seconds. And now, suddenly, it’s November? Time to talk about Thanksgiving. I’ve avoided it long enough.
Do you have a plan? I have worries, myself. My guest list routinely tops 20 and often rises by a dozen in the final days before the holiday. Those who come are family, genetic and chosen. It’s dizzying to imagine turning anyone away. I’m thinking of an outdoor gathering for those who can make it, a smaller celebration, some oysters and wine somewhere in the cold, followed by, what — a wave goodbye as people I’ve been serving for years trudge off to roast a turkey for the first time in their adult lives? Oh, man. For empaths who have long played host to crowded Thanksgiving dinners, the 2020 feast is going to be difficult. For those out of work, for those who’ve lost friends and relatives to the pandemic, it will be even harder.
NYT Cooking is here to help, however we can. If you’ve never cooked the meal, we’ve got an extensive guide to planning and executing Thanksgiving with aplomb. If you want to make like Melissa Clark, you can learn all her Thanksgiving tricks. (One time, the two of us conspired to cook the whole meal in a day in a single oven cranked to 400 degrees.)
For Wednesday’s repast, how about pork chops in cherry-pepper sauce
Thursday could be really nice for this amazing rendition of shrimp and grits that Julia Reed found at a restaurant in landlocked Sewanee, Tenn.
And then, I’m thinking, a roast chicken for Friday dinner, with a country salad. You can watch Erin Jeanne McDowell make apple pies 10 different ways afterward and get excited to do the same on the weekend.
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I think you should take a look at the relaunched website of The New York Review of Books and use it to explore the publication’s archives. Why, here’s Renata Adler on Pauline Kael, from 1980!
For Vanity Fair, Vanessa Grigoriadis wrote about the tragedy of Jennifer Farber, a suburban mom who was, of course, much more than that, and who disappeared in 2019.
Finally, Toshinori Kondo, an improvisational trumpeter who loomed large in the world of experimental and ambient music, died last month at 71. Nate Chinen had an obituary on NPR. Here’s Kondo in 1996, with DJ Krush: “Ki Oku.” I’ll be back on Monday.