Thanksgiving otherwise known as the holiday in between Halloween and Christmas is a national holiday, though it may be hard to tell since store decorations tend to bypass it completely in favor of other holidays.
Some people love Thanksgiving; they think it deserves more attention. They love it so much their dreams are filled with mashed potato clouds and cranberry sauce rivers. If it weren’t for the fact we get a few days off of work and school, without the efforts of these Thanksgiving fanatics the tradition probably would’ve ended a long time ago.
I am not one of those people. I don’t like Thanksgiving, it’s not my type and I’m sure if Thanksgiving had emotions and could talk, the feeling would be mutual.
Overall, I admit, I enjoy certain aspects of Thanksgiving.
Spending time with family is great and a lot of fun, especially when everyone is a few drinks in. Having a couple days off of work and school is nice, it would be better if I didn’t have homework but still can’t complain. Telling someone what you’re thankful for is easy. I say the same thing every year; the trick is making it sound eloquent enough and no one will realize you repeated what someone else said. And while I am morally against the mistreatment of Native Americans, I am not morally against Thanksgiving.
I don’t like Thanksgiving, because I don’t like the food.
Don’t get me wrong I still eat it, mostly because there are no other options. To be honest there are some things on the menu I enjoy, but I don’t dream of Thanksgiving food.
When the Thanksgiving spread is arranged nicely at the table I look across it and think, I could do without.
Of course I appreciate the effort that went into every dish, made better because it was made with love, but I can’t help think, this would be so much better if it was breakfast food.
Breakfast food is the best and if Thanksgiving happened to be a celebration for all morning foods it would probably be my favorite holiday of all, unfortunately it’s not. Sadly, Thanksgiving takes place around lunch/dinner time and all the foods involved correspond with it.
In my opinion, lunch and dinner are the saddest times of the day and to have a holiday that basically combines the two and then celebrates it makes it worse.
So until March 13, the supposed National Breakfast Holiday gets more attention, next year I plan to start a new Thanksgiving tradition one that centers on a breakfast feast. There’ll be eggs and pancakes and bacon and biscuits and the finale will conclude with a pumpkin pie, because let’s get the real the best part of any meal is the dessert.