This year, I’m hosting a Thanksgiving dinner at my house. It’s actually my first time to host Thanksgiving! Somehow, it has morphed into almost a traditional meal. I think there will be three Americans, one Canadian, and two Brits.
Sheryl (one of the Americans) and I bought a turkey in Yokohama yesterday.
You may be wondering how a turkey will be cooked in a Leopalace that doesn’t have an oven. Well, it will be interesting.
The turkey joined us for a nice dinner in the shopping center. Actually, it was a pretty disgusting dinner (I think there were flakes of tuna on my pizza), but that doesn’t sound as nice.
Turkey’s first train ride.
I had this horrible vision of the train suddenly braking and the turkey turning into a frozen projectile.
Here’s Turkey with a poster of Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf.
What’s the best way to defrost a turkey? How about cuddling?
So far, urban Thanksgivings are weird, weird, weird!
More to come as Thanksgiving draws nearer!
Sheryl (one of the Americans) and I bought a turkey in Yokohama yesterday.
The turkey joined us for a nice dinner in the shopping center. Actually, it was a pretty disgusting dinner (I think there were flakes of tuna on my pizza), but that doesn’t sound as nice.
Turkey’s first train ride.
I had this horrible vision of the train suddenly braking and the turkey turning into a frozen projectile.
Here’s Turkey with a poster of Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf.
What’s the best way to defrost a turkey? How about cuddling?
So far, urban Thanksgivings are weird, weird, weird!
More to come as Thanksgiving draws nearer!
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Will you name your turkey?