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Thanksgiving, Italian Style
Carmine, maybe you can relate to this.
"Italian Thanksgiving, My Perspective"
I am already late as the food started rolling already. I have about an hour drive to my sister's house where we're having Thanksgiving this year. She still sticks to the traditional "guniea" Thanksgiving. Oh, you don't know what that is? Let me break it down for you. You don't show up just for a turkey dinner. Nah, that would be too easy. See, when you have dinner over Italian folks' places there's at least SIX courses.
A good portion of the people invired are prolly over there now having breakfast! Heavy shit too like french toast, pancakes, eggs, etc. By about 10am it's considered acceptable to start hitting the vino. By 11am-12pm, a HUGE antipasto is served. This alone would stuff the average person. By around 2pm it's time for, you guessed it, PASTA. Not just a plain pasta...really heavy, loaded with artery clogging cheese pasta. It could be either lasgna, manicotti, or something along those lines. You will have many meats to choose from...sausage, ribs, meatballs and a salad before you finish this round.
Ah...mid to late afternoon...all the males have undone their belts and opened the top botton on their pants. There are so many empty bottles of wine overflowing from the garbage. There are goodies "to pick on" on the tables like celery, chestnuts, pasta salads, different breads, you name it.
Ah, turkey time comes around 5-6pm. Just after you have taken about 4 shits already and don't think you can, or should, eat another bite. The turkey is accompanied by candied sweet potatoes, some green vegetables, several kinds of stuffing, gravy, cranberry, and other sides.
By the time 8pm rolls by, I feel like going to the hospital to have my stomach pumped but I usually settle for finding a place to collapse for a while, usually alongside the dog. I am bothered to partake in food consumption again though around this time...pastry time! Yeah, more stuff to eat! Pastries - cannolis, napoleans, lobster tails, shit I cannot even spell and am barely able to pronounce! - with tons of coffee to wash it all down. BIG f00kin' urns full of coffee.
I usually bolt around 11pm or so if I am not staying over, and I try not too cuz they continue eating and drinking all night long. I get home, shit a few more times and pass out in my clothes...Happy Thanksgiving YEAH!!!
Last edited by stingx; 11-24-2005 at 06:42 AM.
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