While Thanksgiving is purely a Canadian and American holiday, we managed to celebrate it in Athens with B's organization. I was initially skeptical about how Thanksgiving-y it would feel. We have spent Thanksgiving at my aunt's place since time immemorial. Her meal preparations and table setting have always been very elegant: the lovely silver candlesticks, the wine list, the swiss chard and pine nut stuffing, the conversation. I knew that Thanksgiving would be one of the hardest holidays to spend here (for me, anyway).
I needn't have been worried, although I miss my family. The chefs where B works really outdid themselves, and prepared seven (our guess!) turkeys, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, stuffing, pumpkin pie...it was delicious. And it really felt like a Thanksgiving meal. The families were relegated to a large table in a separate room, which was perfect. The adults chatted--mostly related to work and living in Greece. Z and M met new friends, and ate lots (and lots) of bread. Walking home, the air had a crisp chill--not quite the freeze your toes off kind, but the kind that means fall.
It was a blessed Thanksgiving. We hope yours was, too!