Thanksgiving

It’s my favourite US holiday, and this year we got two for the price of one.

Yesterday, Thanksgiving proper was had at our friend’s place. It was exactly what you’d expect expect; turkey (which wasn’t dry!), stuffing (or dressing as our neighbors call it), mash, bread, gravy, and lashing of wine. We didn’t pass into a food coma, we didn’t have a screaming match over politics, and we didn’t watch any football, but otherwise it was a quintessential day.

Today was Aussie Thanksgiving with another group of friends. There is a small but vibrant Australian community in Denver, including the Denver Bulldogs, the local Australian Rules Football Club, which are the Real Madrid of US Aussie Rules. It was a fun, casual affair, which was completely dedicated to eating desserts and drinking sparkling wine. I’m usually not a fan of either, but on this occasion, it was a proper treat.

Thanksgiving always reminds me of Easter back home; all the fun of Christmas, none of the pressure, and four days to focus on eating and spending time with friends and family.