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The contest has ended, but you can still complete the form on the right-hand-side of the blog to tell us your Thanksgiving story!

Submit a Thanksgiving story to the Indiana Humanities Council and win a Thanksgiving Dinner, courtesy of Indiana’s Family of Farmers!

Thanksgiving brings an assortment of culturally significant foods that we pass down through generations. In many ways, the traditional Thanksgiving dinner symbolizes a unique shared food heritage, encompassing native crops and “New World” advantages. What does it symbolize for you and your family? How do you personalize the national tradition?

Submit a response (recipes encouraged!) to ONE of the following questions by Friday, November 19, using the online form to the right of this post titled, Share a Thanksgiving tradition or memory and win! Here are your prompts:

- What does your family cook outside of the typical Thanksgiving meal, and why do you celebrate this food tradition?

- Why are you thankful for your Thanksgiving meal?

- Share a memory about a Thanksgiving meal disaster.

Submit in the column on the right.

We’ll draw two winners and give them $100 towards a Thanksgiving meal.

And, you can submit the same story to WFYI’s Spirited Chase for a chance to have your story read on-air.

  1. Three years ago I was pregnant with my 1st child. I was also super-woman and of course I could handle having Thanksgiving with 30 people at my house. No problem. I asked everyone to chip in and bring a dish – aren’t I smart? Genius. Until about 30 minutes before we are ready to eat and my sister asks me if we have mashed potatoes. The seconds are ticking by and I’m frantically trying to remember if I asked someone to bring the potatoes. I didn’t. Without alarming anyone, we slip out to the back porch for a private pow-wow. No mashed potatoes. On Thanksgiving. Think anyone will notice? No way. We have so much other food, no one will ever notice. RIGHT. There were hardly any leftovers that year since no one filled up on potatoes! No one will let us forget and I know I’ve already been eyeing bags of potatoes at the store. We’ll chalk it up to pregnancy brain.

  2. One of my favorite Thanksgiving memories is when I was spending the holiday at my mother’s. My sister and my niece were living there, as well as my brother. We were all cooking and concocting, and I realized my mother had not gotten the ingredients to make our pumpkin pie. There is not one Thanksgiving that I can remember where we didn’t have pumpkin pie. SO, being the overachiever that I am, I decided to make the crust from scratch.
    As I was kneading the dough at the table, a tiny pair of hands crept up between mine. A tiny voice said “We’re making pie puss!” (My niece had a bit of a speech delay at the time. As we worked together, I explained to her what we were making. Then she said “Aunt Amy and I are making bid durl pies (big girl).”
    It was such a sweet time, with my 3 year old niece and I creating and baking together. Then, she stood in front of the oven in great excitement for our “bid durl pies” to emerge. :D
    My sister took pictures of our hands as we worked, and those are some of the most precious pictures, and memories of my life.

  3. My family has been known to enjoy mashed potatoes with golden gravy, roasted sweet potatoes, stuffed squash, cornbread stuffing, cranberry relish, sourdough rolls, greens, green beans, and pumpkin and apple pie with a side of ice cream and a dollop of homemade whipped topping. The one thing missing that might make my family’s meal atypical is the absence of a bird. Or pig. I’m vegan. And I love food. There, I said it.

    I wasn’t always vegan and I have enjoyed my fair share of holiday turkey or ham. My first holiday meals after moving away from my mom were nothing to write home about, but since it was just my fiance and I in a smallish apartment there wasn’t a huge want or need for an elaborate spread. With time we moved to a bigger space, with a larger kitchen, complete with a gas stove (there’s just something about food cooked with gas heat…) It was here that I developed a love of cooking and an interest in where my food came from. Slow food, local food, organics…I read about and sampled as much food as possible. And with time the make-up of my plate changed, from a traditional “protein” with a side of veggies, to a colorful plate full of of vegetables, fruits, legumes, and whole grains. And I felt great. I didn’t feel deprived, and I loved being able to eat raw cookie dough.

    People come to a vegan way of living for a myriad of reasons, including animal welfare, ethics, health, and the environment. My road to veganism started with an interest in food; where it comes from, how it gets to our table, how to prepare colorful-but-daunting-looking Swiss chard for picky eaters… the aforementioned reasons shortly fell into place. Through this journey I’ve created my own tradition, one that I gladly share with friends, family, and the occasional stranger.

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