Thankful for friends
On Thanksgiving, my family invited a few friends to our house for dinner. In addition to the Chinese food, we also had a whole turkey. This was the first Thanksgiving we had in our house that we had a turkey. So it’s quite remarkable.
The amazing thing was I didn’t have to do anything. The turkey was bought, prepared, baked and delivered to my house before the guests arrived, by a friend of mine, as a Thanksgiving gift to me.
My diet is mostly plant based. I don’t eat much meat. In my almost 20 years of living in the U.S., I have never bought a turkey. I have no interest in preparing a turkey. The rest of my family likes to eat other kinds of meat, e.g., chicken, pork, beef.
Last week, my friend told me that turkeys were on sale and asked if I wanted to buy one. I told her: “No, thanks. We don’t buy turkeys. They are not so tasty.”
Then she said that she prepared a turkey for last Thanksgiving for the first time and it turned out well. She offered to buy a turkey for me, thaw it and get it marinated for me so I only needed to put it in the oven and bake it.
It sounded a lot easier, so I said: “OK, please pick the smallest one for me. We don’t need a big one.”
A few days later, my friend called and said: “Since I have to bake my turkey anyway, do you want me to bake yours at the same time and deliver it to you on Thanksgiving?”
That sounded even better.
“Thanks. That would be great,” I said.
Wow, such a nice offer! I didn’t even have to bake it. I was glad I didn’t have to. In fact, I haven’t used my oven for years. If I want to bake a pizza or cake for the kids, I use a small portable oven. I don’t bake much and use the oven mostly as a storage space.
Now that we would have a turkey on Thanksgiving, we decided to have a few friends over for party.
Everyone loved the turkey. I tried s few bites and it was really good, tender and tasty.
One dinner guest told me that she doesn’t eat turkey at home that her husband prepares, but she did like my turkey and ate some.
A couple of days ago, when I expressed my gratitude to my friend for preparing the turkey for me, she responded: “This is what friends are for, right? And this is the least I can do for you… Let me know if you like the turkey later, so I can be your turkey delivery person on every Thanksgiving day!”
What a great friend I have!
So on this Thanksgiving Day, I am especially thankful for my friends.
P.S. In my recent post on Living between two cultures, I mentioned holidays and turkeys. This year, for the first time my kids had a real American Thanksgiving dinner at home, with a turkey. They didn’t have to ask: “Why don’t we eat turkey on Thanksgiving like everyone else?” Is this coincidence?