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On the heels of another contentious presidential election, some people are understandably concerned about the conversation turning political at holiday gatherings.

No one wants it, but it seems to happen at my family鈥檚 home after every presidential election. Someone brings up Donald Trump, and suddenly family members who truly do love one another, and some of whom haven鈥檛 seen each other in a calendar year, are at each other鈥檚 throats at the dinner table.

But after some considerable thought, I think I鈥檝e found four disarming words to turn the topic from contentious disagreements to 鈥淢mm, that鈥檚 good.鈥� And they鈥檙e four easy words everyone can remember: 鈥淧lease pass the gravy.鈥�

White gravy, brown gravy, blended gravy, egg gravy, giblet gravy, mushroom gravy, vegetarian gravy 鈥� it鈥檚 all good.

My mom made it look so easy 鈥� a little flour, some milk, some butter, some other stuff, and voila: gravy. There was nothing like my mom鈥檚 homemade biscuits and gravy. She always knew that was my first food choice when I came home 鈥� breakfast, lunch or dinner.

Eating biscuits or mashed potatoes without gravy is like taking an Anacin aspirin without water. Eating turkey without gravy is like eating popcorn without butter.

Gravy is the glue that literally holds holiday meals together.

Now, some critics say gravy is messier than green or red chile. To that I say, 鈥渆at over your plate鈥� or wear a bib and sit in the high chair. Gravy is for those who want to eat a hearty holiday meal, not look good in selfies afterwards. I want to enjoy my holiday meal, not suffer mouth burns, watery eyes and a runny nose from it while people laugh at me and give me the business.

Some may prefer red or green chile on their turkey and ham. To that I say, 鈥淭hat鈥檚 your business. Please pass me the gravy.鈥� As a commentary writer, I don鈥檛 waste my space arguing the other side鈥檚 points. I鈥檓 pro-gravy and I鈥檓 sticking to it.

And so are many others.

Listen closely this year at the holiday dinner table to how many times someone says, 鈥淧lease pass the turkey,鈥� 鈥淧lease pass the cranberry sauce,鈥� 鈥淧lease pass the rolls,鈥� 鈥淧lease pass the butter.鈥� All of those requests will likely be out-numbered by those saying those four magical disarming words: 鈥淧lease pass the gravy.鈥�

That鈥檚 because gravy is the people鈥檚 choice of plate-passers.

What makes gravy so popular?

According to Wikipedia, 鈥淕ravy is a sauce made from the juices of meats and vegetables that run naturally during cooking and often thickened with thickeners for added texture.鈥�

Is your mouth watering yet?

鈥淭he gravy may be further coloured and flavoured with gravy salt or gravy browning or bouillon cubes,鈥� Wikipedia continues. 鈥淧owders can be used as a substitute for natural meat or vegetable extracts. Canned and instant gravies are also available.鈥�

Thinking of loosening your belt yet in anticipation?

The website says gravy is commonly served with roasts, meatloaf, rice, noodles, fries, mashed potatoes, or biscuits. Can someone please update Wikipedia to include the obvious omissions of turkey and ham?

The way they spell 鈥渃oloured and flavoured鈥� makes me think the writers don鈥檛 understand or appreciate the value of gravy on American holiday plates. To paraphrase one of our Founding Fathers, give me gravy or give me death.

Holiday dinners without gravy are like Christmas without Santa Claus. They cannot be decoupled.

So please, this holiday season, pass me the gravy and hold the political commentary. The gravy will stick to my ribs. The commentary will stick in my mind, it鈥檚 bad for my digestion, and can spoil the whole gathering.

And if someone is wearing a MAGA hat, just pretend it stands for Make America Gravy Again.