I forgot about American Thanksgiving coming up. Perhaps because nothing could top our photo from last year. [Faux puritans. Thanksgiving 2012, Auckland, New Zealand.] The fact that I’ve been re-reading The Wordy Shipmates by Sarah Vowell was a mere coincidence. This is a terrific read
It was a lovely day. I took Metro North from my beloved Grand Central Terminal and rode up America’s most southernmost fjord (thanks, glaciers!), the Hudson River, to visit my friends. We went to a farm and ate delicious food and lovingly scolded the children.