Thanksgiving is one of those Holidays that, as foreigners, we just can’t get the hang of. Plan A has always been to avoid it by taking a cruise. However since The Son went to UMD, their measly 4 day break has put paid to that, so we have to resort to Plan B, staying home and trying to avoid getting invited to someone else’s gathering.
In the words of the man at the liquor store last week, “when it comes to Holidays, Thanksgiving has it all. You can’t beat the 3 F’s, Family, Football and Food”. Really”?
So we can do the first one, “Family”. The son will be coming home, battling the metro and bus crowds, hoping some kind soul will pick him up in Damascus because The Parents are too mean (or sane) to drive to College Park. So there will be 4 for dinner instead of 3.
“Football”. I don’t think so. I prefer the football that has shorts and rippling thigh muscles flying up the wing to kick the ball, to the “football” with men in pads and tights holding the ball and mincing around.
“Food”? Not looking good. The Daughter is vegetarian, and The Husband dislikes turkey. The Wife doesn’t think vegetables belong in dessert, nor marshmallows in potatoes. Nor does she think that a can of green beans mixed in with a can of condensed soup and topped with a can of fried onions constitutes either a casserole or a vegetable side dish, and thinking about the preservatives just makes her head spin. The Son however isn’t picky and is secretly hoping for pumpkin pie, despite the fact that The Mother only ever uses pumpkins to make jack-o-lanterns.
If ever there was a Holiday in need of a facelift, this is it.
So....
We will be eating The Governor of Wisconsin’s Roast Duck with Michael Caine’s Roast Potatoes, (not sure what they’re having!). We will take our family Christmas photo, which will once again be blighted by “No Shave November” and then disappear in opposite directions with our laptops.
Thanksgiving Bliss!
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