Stuffed Celery – A Thanksgiving Tradition

When I was a very little girl we would have Thanksgiving with my mom’s side of the family.  My cousin Doug is a year older than me and his brother Charlie is two years younger than I am.  Their house was a block away from mine so we were playmates growing up.  My family would alternate hosting Thanksgiving with their family.  I remember the three of us laughing and having fun putting olives on our fingers.  They called them bobos.

My job at Thanksgiving was always to prepare the stuffed celery. My mom taught me to wash it, cut the ends off, and cut each stalk into three inch sections.  Then came the fun part!  The cheese came in cans and we always got two different kinds. I got to squirt it into the celery sticks making pretty squiggly designs.  It was oh so much fun and I felt so important!

G2 Stuffing Celery

Guess what?  Still to this day it is my job to make the stuffed celery. I’m the little sister and I guess my big sisters still think it’s a fitting job for me and I’m ok with that.

When I married my husband I had to add peanut butter stuffed celery to the mix.  When my little girls came along they joined right in and now they’re grown ups and they can stuff a pretty mean celery stick themselves!  Like mother, like daughters!  Now even my grandkids are getting into the act and undoubtedly will one day be celery stuffing aficionados themselves!!