Pie is made, duck is all brined, stuffed, and put into the oven, and sides are mostly ready. I never even really liked Thanksgiving all that much, but this feels nice. Maybe because this year there is duck instead of a turkey.
That read like a facebook status. Whoa.
A year ago we had just gotten to London and were chilling when someone had the dude at the bar turn on the Lions game, and I realized that I had forgotten that it was Thanksgiving. That was a fun trip.
That read like a facebook status. Whoa.
A year ago we had just gotten to London and were chilling when someone had the dude at the bar turn on the Lions game, and I realized that I had forgotten that it was Thanksgiving. That was a fun trip.
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