When men are left to fend for themselves over Thanksgiving things get unhealthy but wonderfully tasty.
I've been detoxing ever since.
Some of my favorite thanksgivings were with my Dad:
As a kid - lost in unbelievably flooded woods trying to find the deer camp - repeatedly winching the truck out of some ungodly hole, munching cheetos in between pulling the winch cable.
As an adult on my Dad's last expedition prior to succumbing to Alzheimers - Chef-boy-ar-dee Ravioli on the tailgate of the truck as some gas station way off the beaten path in rural New Mexico - with pictures to prove it.
Thanksgiving is about spending the time with your family, what you eat is just a bonus !
Happy Holidays and Merry Christmas everyone !
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