And my blog has come full circle (please see "Simpler Times" entry, circa December 2009), as I now find myself writing about my second Thanksgiving here in Seattle, with what are now (after a year of serious studying and dedicated drinking) good friends, and chock full of what can be now classified as (having established the extensive history of "twice") annual traditions.
So, happy (belated) Thanksgiving, all! My favorite holiday of the year. And, what a Thanksgiving it was, held at the same spot as last year, featuring the same superb cast of characters and sustained by the same signature holiday beverage.
- Pilgrim Punch [pihl-grum puhnch]: (noun) an intoxicating beverage, incorporating apple brandy, bourbon and cranberry juice with a splash of lime, consumed in ceremonial or celebratory situations.
I make no effort to conceal the fact that, when in each other's company, my friends do enjoy the occasional brew or two. Thanksgiving was no different; the hedonistic festivities commenced early in the afternoon with betting (clearly the only way to enjoy viewing the National Dog Show. I ended up down $3, but at least I now know what an affenpinscher is), followed by more betting and boozing (again, how else is one to suffer through two football games, back to back? J-E-T-S, Jets, Jets, Jets!) and then a meticulously prepared meal (formal menu and all), a la our resident (and extremely talented, if I may add) chef. The 11-hour marathon of merriment ended with, yet another timely Thanksgiving tradition, a rousing game of Kings. Clearly, no gathering is complete without it. And, sure, while it's been acknowledged that most individuals lose interest in said drinking game by the time they graduate from college, it seems we're all pretty comfortable with bringing this game with us well into our 30's; it just never gets old.
On another note: Nothing makes the holiday season like frigid weather and unpredictable snow storms. Seattle got a pretty good dose of this just before the 25th. Ultimately, it was just a dusting by Northeast/New England standards (a couple of inches, maybe?) but the lack of plows, sanding, and all that jazz, paired with the insurmountable hills shut the city down for a good 24 - 36 hours. My first school snow days since, yikes, the 1990's...?
I now give you a little glimpse of the magic that happened out on the streets:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rhZCyQ3emQg
(It gets pretty awesome around minute 3, though the whole thing is quite entertaining.)
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