My mother had one dish she made every holiday: her strawberry Jell-O ring mold. My dad did all the heavy cooking--in other words, everything but the Jell-O. Mom always waited until the last minute to get going on it, and she usually had to send someone to the market for a forgotten ingredient or two.
It’s made in layers, and “Type A” personalities, as my mom called the excessively organized, will probably want to get a head start on it.
The most challenging aspect of the Jell-O ring mold experience involves putting the bottom half of the mold in a sink full of hot water, without submerging it, and then inverting the mold onto a plate of romaine lettuce leaves.
It usually worked for Winnie, but not always. It just wasn’t Thanksgiving without a little last-minute, Jell-O-related complication.