Thanksgiving this year was spent in New Orleans with Susana's family. Don't get me wrong, I love my in-laws, but they eat Thanksgiving dinner later that night. No, it's not a New Orleans thing -- it's a Dominican thing! For 39 years, I have been accustomed to eating around 'noonish.' The most difficult part in the wait is that on Thanksgiving Day, nothing is open (McDonald's, Burger King, Sonic, nothing ...). While I'm waiting, of course I'm taking pictures. Here are a few from my mother-in-law's living room!
The slideshow (music is from a song that my son's class sang at their Christmas program - he's a kindergarten student in the South Boulevard Spanish Immersion Magnet program):
