His name was Albuquerque and he was a turkey. He was feathered, he was fine; and he wobbled, and he gobbled; he was absolutely mine. At least that’s what I told my mother when I came skipping back from kid’s club clutching a hand-traced turkey drawing. It was Thanksgiving in the early 90′s and everyone in the class got to make one. Being a child genius, I managed to put two and two together and figure out that the same bird we had been singing about all afternoon was now being carved on the dinner table. I was 5 or 6 and completely devastated. I told my parents I wanted to become a vegetarian, but being too young to make an informed decision, we settled on my only eating meat that came from Amish or Mennonite farms, where they treated their animals “kindly”. It got to a point where I was asking random waiters at restaurants if their meat was “Amish”.
Sure enough, when I grew up, I became a vegetarian, but this past weekend was my first ever meat-free Thanksgiving (yes Americans, in Canada, we celebrate one month ahead of you due to our earlier winter!) Inspired by the beautiful bounty of the season, I decided to round up the most magnificent meat-free celebrations I could find. Here is a bushel of vegetable inspired wedding ideas! Yum!