Turkey Day

Disappointingly enough, my Thanksgiving is most similar to the old-fashioned, stereotypical dinner setting. Every year, my family takes a road trip up to Olive Hill, Kentucky, a small town near the eastern border of the state, to meet with my grandmother, aunt, and uncle. In previous years, my cousins had driven all the way from Little Rock, Arkansas to meet us there as well, but recently they haven't been able to show up due to how difficult a trip like that is to make. However, despite how uninteresting it sounds, I always have a great time at Thanksgiving, if, for no other reason, the fact that it's a break from school and is generally pretty relaxing. I don't really have any distinct memories from Thanksgivings in the past either, but something interesting to share is that this year, my grandmother decided to fix beef roast instead of a turkey. I was a bit disappointed because I'm not really a huge fan of beef, but hey, it was a pretty good roast, and the side dishes definitely made up for the lack of turkey.