Thanksgiving

We all have to be thankful for something on Thanksgiving, since that's really what it's supposed to be all about. I'm thankful for the Thanksgiving itself, since it's the only holiday where it's mandatory to eat until near bursting. There's no "save room for dessert" on Thanksgiving; instead, you forcibly make room for pumpkin pie and other goodies by stretching your stomach out even more. Hey, it's one day a year (not counting the upcoming Christmas dinner), so it's OK.

I was actually in training for the Thanksgiving meal for most of the day. Went for a bike ride in the morning to get some nominal exercise, and didn't eat much other than some fruit until we hit the in-laws' house and then it was time to chow down. Everything was good and tasty, as a Thanksgiving meal should be. Now, people often make the mistake of assuming that the all-American roasted turkey is the main dish of Thanksgiving. This, I hate to reveal, is in fact incorrect. The carbs are the stars. The turkey exists to provide a counterpoint to things like mashed potatoes and stuffing, and, more importantly, provide the basis for making gravy to anoint said foods. That's the truth.