Monday, November 29, 2010


HMW 18 Health, Illness & Feasting


Coming from a culture that doesn't celebrate Thanksgiving has given me the perspective that Thanksgiving is the same as Christmas, just without the presents.


It still has the tradition of family, stuffing yourself until you feel sick and fall asleep, usually some arguments, and your version of the Queens speech (the Macy's Thanksgiving day Parade.) A few weeks before Thanksgiving the super in building puts up hideous, tacky turkeys on our front door, and without that I probably wouldn't know Thanksgiving is around the corner.


Last year, my first year in America, my mum attemped to make a 'Turkducken.' She thought it would be fun and American, but in reality it's a vegetarians worst nightmare (see above) and yes, thats right, a duck inside a chicken inside a turkey. But this year my Mum went to Connecticut to eat a 40 pound turkey and I attemped to cook for my boyfriend and I. To me it was similar to a Sunday roast.
All in all as a non-religious, vegetarian Brit, turkey day is wasted on me...

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