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Thursday, November 25, 2021

It’s the Thanksgiving holiday today. As is tradition, my mom’s hosting at her house, and I’m helping out staying out of the way as much as possible. Pretty much just tweaking the food and the place settings in the couple of hours until the guests arrive.

Also as is tradition, I’ve been rebuffed on my annual offer to contribute a cooked dish. The family meme has it that I can’t cook worth a lick — something to do with being a single male, mostly. Or possibly, that I don’t load up my culinary creations with the requisite overdoses of salt, olive oil, and similar flavoring agents.

So be it. But I have brought a contribution to this year’s table: A bottle of Wild Turkey Rye Whiskey.

Why not? Booze always helps these familial gatherings go more smoothly. With the incoming drama that’s sure to come, I know I’ll need it. Plus, the turkey theme and the quintessential American heritage of distilled rye spirits makes for a fitting addition to this holiday.

No, I’m not going to get completely plastered, and the family dysfunction won’t be as acute as I’ve hinted. Regardless, with plenty of food and ice on hand, I’ll be having a satisfying Thanksgiving.

by Costa Tsiokos, Thu 11/25/2010 09:27am
Category: Food
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