THANKSGIVING DINNER
Well after everyone spent the afternoon fighting with recipes, ingredients, and “different” ovens, we all gathered at the Instituto around 7ish PM. Everyone brought something to our potluck Thanksgiving Fest.
Before everyone arrived, we realized that we didn’t have cups, plates, or silver ware. So instead of using our hands to eat, we all ransacked the Instituto to find something that would help us eat our food more civil. We were able to find plates in the kitchen, and I struck gold by finding a bag of plastic ware (consisting of spoons and forks…no knives). Then someone else found plastic cups. So needless to say our plates were quite funny. Using plastic spoons and forks to cut the turkey into sizes that fit into our mouths, and plastic cup to drink vine…it was pretty “ghetto.”
Once the table was prepared, we all said grace and the fest began. The funniest thing was when our friend Naunja (that is spelt wrong) came in. Not being from the states, this was his first Thanksgiving to ever be a part of. So he asked us, what he should bring. One of my friends told him to bring “something green…a vegetable. Something like broccoli.” He quickly accepted this, and was completely excited about bringing broccoli to his first Thanksgiving Fest. Naunja arrived about 30 minutes late, and brought his steamed broccoli in a very original container. It was the funniest thing to see.
Altogether, this was an awesome Thanksgiving. I mean it was different to be away from all my friends and family in the states, but I was thankful to “break bread” with some of my closest friends in South America. This will be one Thanksgiving for the books.
Well after everyone spent the afternoon fighting with recipes, ingredients, and “different” ovens, we all gathered at the Instituto around 7ish PM. Everyone brought something to our potluck Thanksgiving Fest.
Before everyone arrived, we realized that we didn’t have cups, plates, or silver ware. So instead of using our hands to eat, we all ransacked the Instituto to find something that would help us eat our food more civil. We were able to find plates in the kitchen, and I struck gold by finding a bag of plastic ware (consisting of spoons and forks…no knives). Then someone else found plastic cups. So needless to say our plates were quite funny. Using plastic spoons and forks to cut the turkey into sizes that fit into our mouths, and plastic cup to drink vine…it was pretty “ghetto.”
Once the table was prepared, we all said grace and the fest began. The funniest thing was when our friend Naunja (that is spelt wrong) came in. Not being from the states, this was his first Thanksgiving to ever be a part of. So he asked us, what he should bring. One of my friends told him to bring “something green…a vegetable. Something like broccoli.” He quickly accepted this, and was completely excited about bringing broccoli to his first Thanksgiving Fest. Naunja arrived about 30 minutes late, and brought his steamed broccoli in a very original container. It was the funniest thing to see.
Altogether, this was an awesome Thanksgiving. I mean it was different to be away from all my friends and family in the states, but I was thankful to “break bread” with some of my closest friends in South America. This will be one Thanksgiving for the books.
2 Comments:
ROY I MISS YOU!!!!!!!
From one Chef to Another It looks like you did great!!! Two thumbs up for presentation, and... well you'll just have to make me a turkey when you get back so I can judge taste.
Miss you lots, take care!!!
S.S.
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