Actually, I like to also get my turkey stuffed, but that’s not what I’m talking about. I’m referring to why I celebrate Thanksgiving. Well, historically speaking, Thanksgiving was created when the Pilgrims and their bestfriends, the Indians, got together and expressed their appreciation for each other and I’m sure they ate till they dropped! That’s nice. But every since I was an itty bitty young lad, THAT story NEVER came up with MY family! No honey, it’s not because we’re black, but because child, when you can smell my grandma’s sweet potato pie and pecan pie, or when you notice that my mom’s secret made from scratch buttermilk biscuits are begging for you to apply some butter on them and open them up and insert some honey in the middle, or when you are laughing and joking while playing cards with your Uncles but avoid getting in the conversation about dating girls, or when you just found out that my favorite Aunt has just arrived with her famous 4 cheese macaroni dish that has everyone’s mouth watering, or when you find out that my very pregnant cousin Cocoa is bringing her questionable finance for everybody to finally meet him, or when you have to be the one to go pick up Cocoa from the airport at the last minute, or helping my brother before it’s time to go pick her up by eating a piece of his well seasoned fried turkey that he’s cooking, or when you’re having to respond to a “Happy Thanksgiving” text message from the 100th person, and your stomach is growling like loud thunder, trust me honey, NO ONE is thinking about the history of Thanksgiving! WE ‘RET’ TO EAT!!!
Now that’s why WE celebrate it, but corny or not, I actually look forward to the simple joy of sitting down with either my closest friends or family at the well prepared table, grab each other hands, and one by one, give thanks for everything we’re grateful for in that year. Like I’m thankful for you readers!! Happy Thanksgiving!
UNTIL next week, DON’T read the girls, instead read The Brent Star Report!
Where to catch Brent Star: Thursdays at Matador Cantina (925 Garrett St), Saturdays at Tijuana Garage, Sunday with the Armorettes at Burkharts.