Time:9:54pm
Place:My basement
My Thanksgiving went great. My family did something a little different this year. One of my mom's friends is from Vietnam and she cooks a different version of Thanksgiving. After my mom spoke with her, they decided to combine their two different cultures together and have Thanksgiving as one. We brought our family over her house because she insisted to have it at her place, and it truly was a beautiful house. We brought tons and tons of trays over her house, filled with so many goodies to stuff yourself with. One of my favorites was the stuffing, topped with some hot gravy. That stuffing went down my stomach in a couple of minutes. I think my mom's friends loved it too. After a couple of minutes went by, we were all bonding and everyone felt at home. We knew some of her family, but not all. After that day, we knew everybody. They were all such nice people. They were so kind to bring out their food for us, and served us while we sat down and relaxed in the chairs in the dining room. They food was on the order of Chinese, and it was excellent. I am going to go to their house more often in stead of the Chinese restaurants because theirs tasted so fresh and healthier. We you go any eat out to a Chinese restaurant, the food sometimes tastes too fatty. Their food was awesome and I would definitely go back next year. She even insisted that we stay over for a sleep over, but we only live a couple of houses away on the same block so we decided to go home. My mom loves to visit other peoples homes but when it comes to sleeping, her home is the place to be. After that night, I felt like I couldnt eat for days, my stomach was so filled. I felt bloated, but not to the point of throwing up. If i could eat like that once a week I so would. Eating has got to be one of favorite things to do, which is why I love the holiday Thanksgiving. Maybe next Thanksgiving we will clash our cultures again and have a wonderful dinner because it was too good for words!
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