Yeah, we weren't sure either what Thanksgiving in rural India would be like.
Turkeys? Football? Cranberry Sauce? Cold weather? Try Chicken, Cricket, Tikka Masala and 90 degrees, but we were determined to give it a try anyways.
When did your planning for the Thanksgiving meal happen? Our's started in mid-September when we asked Mom to start including some Fall decorations and kitchen items in our monthly care-package. Then in October we made one of our monthly runs to Hyderabad for supplies, pizza and most things Western and picked up a few more Thanksgiving preparations. And the new French Bakery across town here in Ongole (a delight-filled shock to our system upon returning from Thailand this summer) came through with fresh baked rolls and pies to finish off our "Made in the USA" last-Thursday-in-November meal.
Come the holiday, all our various pre-procured items and supplies added up to quite an Indian rendition of a Thanksgiving meal:
Green Beans? Check.
Scrumptious, fresh and warm rolls buttered once and then again? Check.
Mashed potatoes as good as any Mom's? Check.
Gravy? Yeah, I said "gravy!" Oh, we had the gravy - and it was sublime.
Turkey? Um, well, with a little marinating, baking, imagination and low expectations, our Chi-Turkey was delicious.
Pumpkin and Apple Pie to conclude our temporary visit to America's heartland? Check.
Fellow Americans with whom to share the holiday? Check. (Erin and Cassie, you were ideal guests!)
Cowboys and Lions on TV as the tryptophan sets in? Hmmm - No TV. No couch. No football - other than that, perfect...
If you can do Thanksgiving in rural India, you can do it anywhere. And if we can't do it at home, we're happy to partake from afar, and enjoy so many of your pictures on Facebook.
Happy belated Thanksgiving, America!
You were and are missed.