When I was growing up — and even into my young adulthood — we went two hours away to my mother's best friend's house (they were like sisters) for Thanksgiving. They had a large, boisterous family (unlike the four, then three, of us). The food was always incredible and plentiful. My mother's friend's husband would get up super early on Black Friday and go out bargain hunting (he found me my first real camera, the Pentax K1000 workhorse, and lots of cool accessories for it). He would also get up in the middle of the night to sneak drinks from the vodka bottles he had hidden around the house. My first hangover was the day after Thanksgiving at their house. After my mother died (and then her friend) and I bought my house, I got into doing Thanksgiving for Daddy and one of our friends. I really enjoyed making that (small) special meal for my father. It was a lovely reason to use my mother's good china, and my grandmother's silver and linen tableware. I found that turkey is super easy, and delicious. I would gladly make my mother's (best in the world) pumpkin pie and simple side dishes. Turkey and rice soup on Black Friday. It's been a struggle to fill that void since he's been gone. Like Christmas (which was my mother's holiday) I know he wouldn't want me to be sad or alone, but sometimes I am. Then I look at this remembered face and I go on.
Thanks, Zipper. In fact, thanks to all of you! RP wouldn't be RP without you folks, and Rebecca & I are both thankful as all heck that you've chosen to hang out here. Don't forget Alice's Restaurant - a Thanksgiving radio tradition for 3 decades (at least) - tomorrow at 9am & 3pm (PST).
On this Thanksgiving, I'd like to say... Thank you, Bill and Rebecca, for forming RP and for playing wonderful music that brings people in from all over the world to listen and share themselves. Thank you for no advertisements and only gentle requests for support. Thank you for being a part of the community without being authoritarian. Thank you for an environment that brought love into my life when it was the last thing I was expecting or seeking. :goodvibes:
HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!!! ———————————————————————————————————————————————————————- This reminds me of a funny Thanksgiving anecdote. Last year the International Students Organization at my university invited us international students for a Thanksgiving dinner. I thought that they've booked a hall or something and we'll have something of a traditional fare. So imagine my surprise when I reached there only to discover that we were invited to a Chinese buffet restaurant! But to their credit, there was one turkey... of course it was stripped to its bones by the time I reached there.