Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays. After all, it’s all about delicious food, family, and friends gathered around the dining table, and lots of camaraderie and laughter. It’s about sharing what we have with those around us. It’s about celebrating America and its history. It’s about continuing traditions and making new memories.
I remember the excitement of my early years in New York, the fun and rambunctious Thanksgivings with my small children in Florida, and the year we visited my mother in Madrid, when she served us hake with black squid ink sauce. There was the time I made a goose that was so dry it could’ve been shoe leather, and the year I didn’t make anything at all because the guests arrived so late that we ended up having cheese and crackers.
