It’s a day for ritual as well as gluttony. I’ll be publishing both my annual Thanksgiving posts this year. I’m determined to disprove the notion that liberals hate this holiday. Scott Atlas is not invited.
This book cover makes its fourth appearance here at First Draft.
What’s Thanksgiving without some lagniappe. Here are Martha Stewart and Snoop Dogg mashing potatoes:
When I was at sea, sailing a four-mast schooner for a fella named Mike Burke, people would comment how nice it was to have turkey on Thanksgiving, so far from home. A bubble easily burst with the news that every Thursday was Turkey Day. Saturday was barbequed ox.