Guys, I’m so tired. This next week and a half needs to be over, now.
Anyway, it’s been a tradition for I-don’t-know-how-long for family friends to get together on Thanksgiving at one person’s house and have a gigantic potluck. All of the families are very traditionally Asian, which means there’s a good mix of “normal” Thanskgiving food as well as some “non-traditional” Thanksgiving food…aka, food that they would normally make but decided to make anyways because, well, why not?
Here’s what I ate on Thanksgiving day.
Breakfast was waffles courtesy of my daddy-o topped with Chobani pineapple yogurt and strawberries with a side of fried eggs. My dad makes the best eggs. And the best waffles. Those are both scientifically proven facts.
Unlike some (most?) families, we actually have lunch on Thanskgiving day. I can’t really tell you why…I guess we just really like eating.
Lunch was pasta shells with alfredo sauce (and then topped with more parmesan cheese because CHEESE) with a very poor (read: lazy) attempt at a salad.
We also had a seafood stew that had mussels, scallops, shrimp, and calamari. The reason it’s purple is because my dad could only find purple onions at the store (grocery shopping the day before Thanksgiving problems…), though you were supposed to use yellow so it wouldn’t turn out quite so…purple. It still tasted good!
I tried to help my parents with making food for dinner. The one task that my mom assigned me to was cutting the poppy seed bread into slices. Either my mom is very picky about how her poppy seed bread is cut or I’m just terrible at cutting things, so she kicked me out of the kitchen and I twiddled my thumbs until our guests arrived.
This was my first “take a little bit of everything to see what I want more of” plate. It includes turkey (dark meat all the way!), stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy, fish, tofu, some kind of doughy breading thing encasing sweet bean paste, mushrooms, and cooked cucumbers.
I went back for everything but the orange disk thingy and the fish.
And then the desserts were brought out.
Dessert included the poppy seed bread for which my mom kicked me out of the kitchen for cutting badly, a version of a mooncake (it’s really just rice flour on the outside and sweet bean paste and nuts on the inside), an espresso cakey thing and creme-filled napoleons. There’s a flowery design on the mooncake that my dad made with a weird little doohickey he got off of Amazon; it was actually very pretty.
There were also creme-filled eclairs…but I ate those too quickly to have been photographed.
Definitely a very happy, delicious, food- and family-and-friends-filled Thanksgiving.
Do you have any special Thanksgiving traditions?
Dark meat or white meat for the turkey? Dark meat and the skin have always been my favorite parts.