Excerpts from Thanksgiving Day’s Festivities II
December 1, 2014
Having Thanksgiving in New York City was definitely not the normal Thanksgiving people think of. Yes, we did sit around a table and give thanks, have two members of our vast extended family join us, and the TV was turned to the football games all day, but preparing an elaborate meal in a kitchen the size of a walk in closet is not ideal. For starters, the stove in my brother’s apartment is the size of a mini fridge, conveniently located next to the actual mini fridge. This equated to us frantically trying to find other ways of refrigeration, when the fridge was full, which didn’t take long. Ava Reynolds, Feature Editor
The dinner consisted of various dishes. First of all, we had bowls of rice, of course. Since that’s an everyday thing, our visitors brought us bulgogi made of beef sprinkled with pepper in Korean barbeque sauce and corn. Three words: it was delicious. Besides the Korean dish, we had a Filipino one called dinuguan. This might sound distasteful to many of you, but according to several Filipinos – not including me – it’s a tasty dish. Here it goes: My mom cooked dinuguan, the stew of pork meat with the dark gravy of pig blood, but it can include lungs, intestines, heart etc. Yum! (I don’t remember what it tastes like or if I ever even tasted it but I don’t eat anything that doesn’t look or sound appetizing, plus I was a kid then. Therefore, I don’t like it. I’ll try it when I’m 30.) Randee-Rose Joven, Staff Reporter
The buffet styled lunch offered many favorites such as turkey, ham, salmon, mashed potatoes, and what’s a feast without some dessert or pumpkin pie. Lunch was filling, yet so delicious, but then I had to head to work on a full stomach which sounds less painful than it actually is. John Earle, Staff Reporter
Since we lived in Colorado this past year, it was easy to spend the day with our family; stuffing our faces, watching football, and stuffing our faces over again. I guess you could call football the unchanging tradition in our family. Throughout all of the differences every year, I have always remembered football. Whether it be gathering around the TV to watch a game, playing football in the backyard, or all the above, football has always been there. It seems like every family has their own sweet tradition. Lucie Rutherford, Staff Reporter