So I didn't get time off work or anything like that, but people still picked up in the news that it was Thanksgiving day, and I got plenty of "Happy Thanksgiving"s, and when I picked up a turkey and cranberry sandwich for lunch, the woman next to me heard my accent and gave me an understanding nod. "I see what you're doin there. You got turkey because you're American," is how I interpreted her nod. I nodded back, as if to say, "Yes, but I'm not friendly enough to strike up a conversation with you about it, because I'm from Michigan."
Now, when it came to dinner, I was not as prepared as most of you would have been. For example, most of you would have.....bought a turkey. Or had an apron. All I had was a cupboard full of potatoes (po-taaaaaaay-toes!) and a little ground beef, and as the old addage goes, "potatoes and ground beef a Thanksgiving dinner does not make."
So I hustled my housemates into the car and, like George Washington on the Potomac, steered our course in the most American direction I could think of:
Eddie Rockets, Ireland's favorite 50's diner!
Burger, chili fries, onion rings, chocolate malt, heartburn, thigh jiggle, burp, pass out on couch. In fairness, it was a more American dinner than any turkey and baked yams. How many times a year does an American dine on yams with lil marshmallows? And how many times a year does an American have a burger and fries? I rest my case.
It was great!! I asked my housemates say what they were thankful for this year, and they begrudgingly obliged. My Star Trek, video game lovin' housemate said he's thankful for his new 42" plasma TV, and my constantly glass-half-empty roommate said she would be thankful if her workload let up at the office, but that's not likely.
I was thankful that the reign of mad cow has ended in Ireland, so that I might feast on a delicious burger for Tday.
And now, I'm thankful the day has passed, and there are only 21 days til I'm home. :)
Have a good weekend!
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