Last year, we didn't celebrate Thanksgiving. It's obviously not a holiday here, so nobody can get off work. But, this year, we decided, last minute, to throw together a dinner with our American friends and neighbors, the Plourdes. It was too late to order a whole turkey, so I bought some whole turkey breasts, marinated them, and voila -- we had our white meat turkey. Melanie and her friend Trina made delicious pumpkin and apple pies and some homemade stuffing. We added green bean salad and mashed potatoes and ended up with quite a nice dinner. It was fun to celebrate and go back to our American roots. I think living outside of America makes me appreciate my heritage even more. I am so grateful to be from a country founded on freedom, especially freedom of worship. Even though I get frustrated sometimes at things my country does, it is still MY country and I love it.
Below is the only picture of the event that I ended up taking -- Rob, Trina and Melanie.
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I agree--I didn't realize how much I liked Thanksgiving until we were in Georgia and nobody else but the Americans seemed to care.
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