We usually go to my grandma's for Thanksgiving, and this year was no different. She'll wake up around 4:30 or 5:00 and cook our meal until 1:00 or 2:00. She takes care of us so well. From mashed potatoes and mac'n cheese to sloppy joes and sweet spaghetti, our meals are a homey comfort food feast, even on Thanksgiving. My step-uncle roasted a turkey, and it was quite delicious. After our meal, we all gather around on her couch and take a good nap. Something that made this year special was that I got her recipe for chess cake, and I made it for Friendsgiving, a dinner party at Freddie's house. It's going to be a yearly tradition. Turns out my grandmother isn't the only one to make chess cake; my youth pastor's grandma makes it as well.
Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays. I love that it brings family together and unites them at the dinner table. I love the preparation it takes and the travel that occurs. I see my family frequently, but when we can all eat and nap together, that's when I know we're a good family. When my parents and I can sit down with my grandma and just talk about our lives, I know there aren't any gaps in our family.
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