Thanksgiving

This actually depicts my Thanksgiving pretty accurately. For my Thanksgiving I go to Columbus, Ohio where the rest of my family lives. We always have Thanksgiving at a huge house, named the Gay Chateau, on the family farm, Darby Dan. Typically everyone arrives out to the farm at about 8 o'clock and the cooking begins. This year we had four turkeys. One was a wild turkey which my dad killed last spring. This turkey was baked with light seasoning, your typical Thanksgiving turkey. The other three were store bought. Two are deepfried, one cajun flavor and one brine flavor. The last Turkey is stuffed with vegetables and injected with a special oil/sauce thingy and baked. Of course we have all of the other fixings as well: mashed potatoes, gravy, cranberries, rolls, and green beans. We have two long tables which are completely filled with all of my family members, but before we go through the buffet style serving we stand in a circle and read a prayer. The prayer is actually a poem which my grandfather wrote in the 70s. Anyway, after the prayer we have our huge dinner around 1 pm. After dinner everyone does their part to clean the dishes and tables and everything else. Then we have about a 6 hour nap/play/watch movies time. Then around 7:30 we have second dinner. Second dinner consists of eating all of the leftover turkey on hamburger buns plus baked beans and whatever other treats we can get our hands on. After this we do our best to decide on names for some of the foals on the farm back in Lexington. When this activity concludes it is usually around 10:15 at which point most of the adults will either retire to one of the 5 bedrooms or go back into town to sleep at their own house. This is when everything is left up to the cousins. Being the youngest by four years, aside from my siblings, things can get a bit dull for me as the activities usually involve drinking, but the older I get the more fun I can have because I understand more of their jokes and motivation behind their actions. This year we ended up in bed around 2am, leaving behind the best day of the year, already eager for the next one to come.