When we moved to Michigan Thanksgiving briefly became a little more traditional. A dear friend of mine invited Steve and me to Thanksgiving, perhaps as the teachers of Thanksgiving as we were the only Americans at the dinner. Surrounded by friends from Israel, Turkey and Iran, we celebrated Thanksgiving. My status as a non-traditional Thanksgiving-er was revealed there and I’m afraid I wasn’t the best Thanksgiving teacher as I don’t eat turkey and I did not bring a traditional dish to the dinner, but we all enjoyed the hot syrupy mint tea and friendships.
Sushi and comfort movies from the 80s were the mainstay of Thanksgivings for the next decade. Something about a little raw salmon, Goonies and hot jasmine tea will always remind me of Thanksgiving.
Whatever form your Thanksgiving takes, I hope you have a good one. Delight in your own traditions.