My family of four usually ventures to Missouri for Thanksgiving. There we'd participate in the typical holiday activities, all of which are so bland and commonplace that describing them would be boring for both you and me. This year, we instead opted to forego the 12-hour road trip and stay in Lexington for the holiday.
Before I continue, I should tell you that I've been a vegetarian since I was four. There was never really any reason for my toddler brain to choose to stop eating meat, but apparently one day I refused to eat it and I haven't since. At this point its nothing about saving the animals or a protest of any kind, I just wince at the mere thought of putting meat anywhere near my mouth. Also, I should mention that two years after my strange choice to abstain from eating meat, my brother decided to join in my little rebellion. So this brings us to Thanksgiving day with a family of four - the two parents are typical omnivores and the two children are vegetarians. My parents have never been a fan of turkey or ham, and since they were the only two that would be eating meat, they chose to make pot roast instead. This left the rest of our meal to consist of what most would call side dishes - mac and cheese, rolls, and casseroles. Then comes Thanksgiving dinner, my family and I had spent the whole day lounging around in sweats watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade and the National Dog Show, as well as cooking for the large meal to come. Once we got to the table, all of the food looked and smelled delicious. The rest of my family thought so too, but being the picky eater I am, I felt that the mac and cheese tasted sour and the green beans were too mushy. So, this concludes the story of my lazy Thanksgiving day in which my dinner consisted solely of two Pillsbury crescent rolls.
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