This past year my family moved from New England to Texas. This will be our first holiday season in our new home, in a new state, so very far away from where the Pilgrims celebrated their first Thanksgiving. All of us have been wondering how it is going to feel to celebrate the holidays without the snow and cold weather.
We have decided that the way to get over our sadness of what is going to be different is to begin some new traditions, beginning with our menu. This year our Thanksgiving table is going to have a Tex-Mex flair. Goodbye, hasty pudding and potato chowder. Hello, cornbread stuffing and stuffed chili peppers.
I have been telling my kids about all the positives, really trying to talk myself into believing it also. While the move has been a positive thing, it is hard to let go of those holiday traditions that you have held dear since you were a child. Somehow being able to leave your pumpkins outside as decorations without worrying about sub zero temperatures causing them to freeze to your front porch doesn’t compare to hiking through the snowy woods to cut down your own Christmas tree.
This year I am making a Mexican Cornbread Stuffing. Bob’s Red Mill makes a gluten free cornbread stuffing mix that I will be using for the recipe.
5 cups cornbread, crumbled
15 oz can creamed corn
3/4 cup diced onion
3/4 cup diced red pepper
4 oz can diced green chiles
1/4 cup shredded cheddar cheese
1/4 cup shredded Monterrey jack cheese
1 large egg lightly beaten
2 teaspoons finely chopped cilantro
1/2 teaspoons ancho chile powder
Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
Bake the crumbled cornbread on a baking sheet for 20 minutes or until lightly toasted. This helps the crumbled pieces retain their shape.
Combine all of the remaining ingredients in a large bowl.
Add the toasted crumbled cornbread.
Gently toss to mix evenly. Transfer to a lightly buttered baking dish.
Bake 35-40 minutes.
There will be new traditions. Some will be better and replace the old ones. Some of the old ones we will remember wistfully. Some we will forget until someone pulls out old photographs. We will forge ahead– a new life, a new set of traditions awaiting our discovery.