Happy turkey day!

No, not the country, the bird. Because that’s what we call Thanksgiving. Now I must add to this tale the explanation of the fact that I loaded up on very hot alcohol at the very cold Christmas market yesterday, so I’m writing this with half a brain. Thus, I’ll quote wikipedia:

Thanksgiving, or Thanksgiving Day, celebrated on the fourth Thursday in November, at the end of the harvest season, is an annual American Federal holiday to express thanks for one’s material and spiritual possessions.

Most people celebrate by gathering at home with family or friends for a holiday feast. Though the holiday’s origins can be traced to harvest festivals which have been celebrated in many cultures since ancient times, the American holiday has religious undertones related to the deliverance of the English settlers by Native Americans after the brutal winter at Plymouth, Massachusetts.

The period from Thanksgiving Day to New Year’s Day often is called the holiday season.

Ah yes, the American way of starting off the holiday season is stuffin’ your belleh. Mmhh. The German way is getting wasted. To each his own, I say, but this does mess up my holiday feelings. There is a certain mood that goes with each holiday and I can’t find the Thanksgiving one. Which is a crying shame, really, because turkey day dinner is my favorite meal in the whole wide world. It should include:

  • A big ol’ roasted turkey, of course
  • Gravy
  • Stuffing – from the box, not with giblets and not inside the turkey
  • Mashed potatoes
  • Sweet potatoes (with tiny marshmallows)
  • Cranberry sauce
  • Corn on the cob
  • Corn bread
  • Pumpkin pie

And again, as Wiki says: “Because of the amount of food, the Thanksgiving meal is sometimes served midday or early afternoon to make time for all the eating, and preparation may begin at dawn or on days prior”. Now since my tummy isn’t stable, and I don’t have the time or the ingredients to cook, and no-one is there to eat this with me, I’ll be postponing my festive meal celebration until I get home, where my mom will hopefully (in our tradition) cook this as a Christmas dinner.

Here are some other traditions that go along with turkey day:

  • It is eaten as a family dinner, which means at your parents house until you start your own family. This is an easy way to divide attention between your family and that of your partner: one gets thanksgiving, the other Christmas. Except here, everyone is too full to argue.
  • While the women are usually busting their behinds in the kitchen, the men watch football. There are traditional “thanksgiving classic” games that are played on this day ever since there was the NFL.
  • Everyone – women, men, children, old people – watch the (Macy’s) Thanksgiving day parade on TV live from NY. The parade features floats with scenes from Broadway plays, large balloons of cartoon characters and TV personalities, and high school marching bands.
  • Thanksgiving is, like duh, a day for giving thanks. Everyone takes their turn to say what they are thankful for. It can be anything big or small and usually either puts everyone in a positive mood or gets people fighting. I would do that here, but I’m running out of brain and writing space, so I’ll just have to put that off as well.

Happy Thanksgiving!


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