This year was the first time I've ever been responsible for the Thanksgiving dinner. I had my daughter for the weekend, so the two of us spent a quiet holiday together. I've always been with my family or someone else's family during this time and there would be a crowd of people around the table, talking and carrying on. For an introvert like me, that could sometimes be a draining experience. Not to mention that there's always some dork who tries to buck holiday tradition by introducing their made-up nouveau bullshit dish featuring a bizarre conglomeration of ingredients, like bananas, avocados and potted meat product. And everyone will eat a little bit because they're afraid of hurting the dork's feelings.
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| No bananas here, and I bet even the pilgrims and Indians ate green bean casserole, because it's just that awesome. |
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Simple, but cozy! Might need to invest in placemats, though... |
But I and my daughter were able to enjoy our simple meal in peace, then each did our own thing, which consisted mainly of lapsing into food-induced comas.
So, in the spirit of the day, I'm thankful that me and my daughter were healthy enough to be together, that I'm a good enough cook to make an edible meal, and that my daughter's mood was pleasant enough to not piss me off and force me to kill her. Amen. Happy Thanksgiving!
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