It’s Thanksgiving All Week Long at My House
No, not because I’m actually giving thanks.
It’s because I had a craving for a "Thanksgiving sandwich" all afternoon at work; since the one I ate a few weeks ago was from a restaurant upstate in High Falls, of course I had to compromise. So I wound up stopping by the locally famous Neptune Diner on Astoria Blvd., on my way home from PM school. Since I started working two afternoons per week at the adult females’ facility, I have been treating myself to dinners out on those days. I bypassed the hot open sliced turkey sandwich in favor of "roast turkey with dressing* and cranberry sauce," which also comes with your choice of potato (mashed!), vegetable (broccoli!), and soup or salad (cream of mushroom!). And as if that weren’t enough, the turkey comes served on a bed of STUFFING, which I love. I finished the soup, but only ate about a third of the other stuff. I anticipate that it will take me all week to get through it, but it’s a happy battle. It also highlighted my distance from certain of my countrymen (and -women), or at least their skyrocketing obesity rates…I’m sure that some people would consider that a normal portion, and even my dad probably could have polished it off. Instead, I had them wrap up the leftovers and throw in a piece of cheesecake-to-go, for later. After an unusually long hunt for a parking spot that won’t be illegal in about 12 hours, I arrived home…I’m eating half of the cake slice right now, with a nice cup of tea. My little apartment is cozy and warm, and I’ve rebooted the cable box. Time for a quiet evening in.
*by dressing, they mean gravy!
