So, Thanksgiving is a funny thing. Let’s make the rash assumption that the Pilgrims actually started Thanksgiving and not , say Empire Turkey. Well, the Pilgrims were a… ah, grim bunch. No booze, no smokes, no dancing, no lust, no gluttony, no nothing. What is Thanksgiving really about? Gluttony! That’s right. It’s not about family; it’s not about giving thanks; it’s not even about football. Thanksgiving is purely an exercise in seeing how much coma-inducing food in as little time as possible without choking… and I love it!
I had a rant built up for pumpkin pie… how typically this yummy pie comes from a can which is far removed for what a pumpkin looks like… but it wasn’t very interesting.