thanksgiving part one : filipino food fest

My thanksgiving for the past nine years has consisted of two separate celebrations. One with my family and one with Sara’s family. The first year, I desperately overdid it and ended up throwing up in Sara’s guest bathroom. I learned my lesson after that. Eat little at my parents and take home leftovers and eat what I want at Sara’s mom’s meal.

This year, we started early in the Meneses household. We were eating way before 10am. They cook filipino food mostly, but this year, it was a little different.

I am going to call this the Meneses MEAT Thanksgiving. Luckily, Sara did not attend or she would have just had pineapple and broccoli. We had ribs basted in a soy sauce marinade, cornish hens, fried rice with spam, beef lumpia, and some type of spicy flavored turkey roll. There were more types of meat than there were people. I’m not complaining. I was just amazed.

My dad balanced it out with steamed brocolli with a cheese sauce. Go veggies!

After “lunch,” my mom tells me that I have to blow up this inflatable snowman she bought as a decoration. I’m thinking some type of plastic thing. Luckily for me, it was one of those inflatables with a fan inside. My mom and I proceed to decorate the outside of the home for Christmas with 4 foot snowman in tow. I’m not a huge fan of inflatables, but this one is cute and my mom loves it. She always talks about how my grandfather loved decorating for Christmas and how because it’s my birthday it’s special. I love my mom.

I have plenty to be thankful for when it comes to my family. They are all in bed napping.