When it comes to predictability, Thanksgiving does it best. Every year, Moms across the country rise from their beds at dark o’clock to start giant turkeys cooking in their ovens. Brothers and uncles throw a ball around in the back yard. Sisters and aunts bring over slow-cookers full of warm, carb-heavy side dishes. Dads couch-surf and drink. Kids and at least one dog run rampant through the house. Infrequently seen relatives start to filter in midday, stomping off boots and taking off coats. And everyone is hungry, because for some reason this is the only day of the year that lunch gets served at 3:00pm.
Predictable is nice. It’s comforting and cozy, and there’s nothing wrong with doing the same thing each year. That being said, you never know what you’re missing if you never try it out. That’s why this year, I’m shaking things up. I’m skipping the traditional midday feast and instead, I’m pushing mealtime to the morning. I’m not suggesting I’ll be roasting a bird the night before and eat mashed potatoes in my pajamas. I’m reinventing the menu entirely by making breakfast dishes that fit the flavors of the holiday. Pumpkin French toast, biscuits with a turkey gravy and a cranberry sauce-inspired pull-apart bread are all contenders for the Thanksgiving breakfast menu. It’ll be untraditional for sure, but I have my reasons.