It's funny. I've been trying to remember a Thanksgiving from my childhood, and can't. Isn't that weird?
I know we must have done something, but clearly it wasn't very memorable. Who knows?
We did go to my Aunt & Uncle's house one year. They are vegetarian. I remember my Aunt announcing that she had invited our father to dinner. We thought she was serious, but then discovered she meant she had cooked a turkey. That really was a big surprise.
The most memorable Thanksgiving was the one in Austin where the oven didn't turn on. I had the turkey already to go into the oven, only to discover that the oven was stone cold. I thought it was the pilot light, but turned out to be something much more serious.
Thankfully one of our guests was pretty handy, and agreed to come over early and fit it. My back up plan was pumpkin soup, and pie that someone was bringing. In the end, we had turkey around 11 pm. That was definitely a Thanksgiving to remember.
on the night stand :: This is Where I Leave You by Jonathan Tropper.