My Thanksgiving has two parts. Part one at my grandmothers house and part two at my house. I will be brief simply because the events that occur during this time are mildly basic, but special to me and my family all the same. On the night of Thanksgiving my family and I will make the 10 minute drive to my grandmothers' house. Her driveway always packed full of cars of my family members and close family friends. We will stay for hours, watching football, talking, poking fun at current events (all in good taste of course,) until someone falls asleep, this normally signals the night has come to a close and we all gather our senses and head to our homes with our stomachs full and eyes heavy.
A tradition of my primary family (Mom, step dad, brother, and I) will be to have our own private meal around lunch time on the day following thanksgiving, all of the food is home cooked and will constitute quite the buffet of food. This smorgasbord will last us for days to a point we will have leftovers for lunch and dinner for a couple days after our second thanksgiving feast, while this might seem insignificant, this meal holds a special place in my heart where I can be around my loved ones in a quiet and calm atmosphere and just enjoy each others company.
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