Gobble Me, Swallow Me, Drip Gravy Down the Side of Me: Spilled Milk #147

I try to hang on to what I love about Thanksgiving, while also acknowledging its true history.

Thanksgiving is a SEXY holiday.

For me, I love the food, the sharing, focusing on other-centeredness and leaning into gratitude. I find those things powerfully attractive. And you?? I hope so. Hopefully I have your attention. I hang on to that vibe and hold it close because the roots of the holiday are something else: a myth, a falsity. So I work hard to stand with first peoples everywhere in reclaiming their story.

Do I love the turkey and the football and the unabashed commercialized food porn of it all? Yes, emphatically. The Sodom and Gomorrah component isn’t lost on me. So let’s get to that first, for all the lotus-eaters out there. And I want to fully acknowledge that I have contributed to the problem here, which is why on the flip side I work hard to work on the solutions. OK, the comfy part first.

Today is the busiest travel day of the year, and I know many of you are headed to share the holiday with friends and family, if you need any food help/advice or are just looking for a great recipe, all my Thanksgiving tips, recipes, tricks and step-by-step guides for gravy-making or bird-carving are on my website here.

Sick of eating turkey? Make this Cheesy Garlic Kings Hawaiian Meatball Slider recipe over the weekend. Here is a fun video.