Gobble Gobble Gobble y'all! It's that time of the year....Thanksgiving! Kind of a lost holiday since all you really hear about this time of the year is all the "holiday" sales that are going on at the stores. I don't think anyone really takes a minute to think of the Pilgrims and the veritable Hell they went through to settle in this country, but I digress and shall now get off my plymouth rock soapbox.
Our family tradition here is to NOT have the traditional Thanksgiving meal of turkey and all the finxin's...mostly because it's a huge waste of my time since nobody really eats any of it. So why not just make stuff we DO like to eat! I know, crazy! Also, we do not under any circumstances get dressed up for this. It's a pajama day. End of story. We do watch the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade...or what we actually see of it since it's mostly commericals or stupid celebrities talking endlessly about the floats we can't see, the kids will decorate their ginerbread houses, watch a movie, make their wish lists. In years past the bowling alley in town has opened at 4pm and we have been known to go and bowl a few games....it's really fun...however you do have to get dressed, so it's up in the air as to if we go.
So while all you Pilgrim wannabees are eating your mashed potatoes, stuffing, turkey and cranberries we here on Da Hill will be chowing down on some BBQ ribs, potato salad and probably some french fries. mmmmmmmmm.