Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday
since taste is the only one of my five senses that remains fully functional.
Though since being diagnosed as a Type 2 diabetic, I am only supposed to eat
small portions. Tell that to the turkey! Small portions just whet the
appetite. I find fasting easier. And I usually take Oscar Wilde's advice
that the best way to avoid temptation is to succumb to it. There are two
locations that claim the first Thanksgiving. Plymouth Plantation in
Massachusetts where English settlers and Wampanoag Indians feasted together
in 1621. The last Thursday in November was designated as Thanksgiving and
was first officially proclaimed Nov. 28, 1782 at Exeter, New Hampshire. But
Virginia also claims first Thanksgiving status. Virginia says English
settlers and Powhatan Indians ate at Berkley Plantation alongside the
Charles River (now James River) two years before Plymouth Rock. Both claims
are credible but Massachusetts beat Virginia into the history books. I
prefer to believe Berkley Plantation was the first since I am a Virginian
and Berkley is such a beautiful place. Wish I could afford to rent it!
Anyhow thinking about the white man and red man breaking bread together
makes one feel warm and fuzzy, Since they spent the rest of the time killing
each other. Having a party does bring people together. |