Turkey and Taters

Normally, my Thanksgiving consists of staying at home waiting for all my family to come to my house. Usually my mom will be finishing up cooking something in the kitchen; my dad will be helping her. A few years ago I was put in charge of the sweet potato casserole, which is probably one of my favorite dishes at the table on Thanksgiving. We always have Thanksgiving lunch, so the idea of Thanksgiving dinner is super weird to me. The holiday is so wonderful because there are just so many options of what you can eat, and you don’t leave the table with just one food baby, you leave with food triplets. But my absolute best memory from Thanksgiving is when my grandfather was still alive. He and my grandmother would come down together (once their car broke down on Thanksgiving so my dad and I had to go pick them up) and when they got here, he and I would always go into the den, talk a little bit, then watch the Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade and he would catch up on some of the Lexington news. Now, I watch the parade alone once my grandmother arrives to the house because she is in the kitchen talking with my mom and dad.