We arrive at Nick's grandparents' house where the usual hugs and hellos are exchanged, followed by the distribution of the Thanksgiving costumes. No, we don't have our holidays confused, we truly get into the spirit by donning the apparel worn at the first Thanksgiving...sort of. Nick's Grandma thinks this is so fantastic. The guys can wear either Indian headdresses or pilgrim hats with the little white collar and the ladies either wear a headband with a single feather in the back or a lady pilgrim's bonnet and collar. Nick and I scored complimentary outfits this year - check it out.
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Next it's time for everyone (all 25 of us) to gather in the living room for the presentation of the Flaming Turkey. Here's the deal - before Nick's grandparents will carve up the turkey, they slice oranges in half and douse sugar cubes in cooking liquor. Then the place the sugar cubes firmly in the orange halves and light them on fire. The result - a turkey surrounded by mini flames. It's truly a sight to behold and my only regret is that I don't have a picture of it.
It's almost time to dig in as we bow our heads as Nick's grandfather gives thanks for the 'bountiful harvest' as he likes to say.
Then everyone digs in, eats way too much, passes out on the couch and then wakes up to have pie.
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Next up - either chicken cheese chowder or Hermione the wonder dog's amazing kill. We'll see.