Thursday, November 22, 2007
Thanksgiving is, by some margin, my favorite holiday, inimical to much commercial exploitation and essentially a celebration of gluttony, my favorite of the Seven Deadlies. We just did away with a formidable amount of turkey and dressing, au gratin potatoes, gravy, various salads, lots of zin, and three excellent desserts. My dear friend Billy Naylor has remarked that a lot of the charm of the day is that all over the country people sit down to pretty much the same meal. Occasions for gratitude today: good food and the wherewithal to digest it; enough endurance to walk five or six miles if necessary; assurance of a roof over the head; people we enjoy being around. All the world should be as well off. Hope all passed as pleasant a day as we did.