Giving Thanks

• Definition of a London Thanksgiving: happening on a Sunday, in a flat belonging to a French girl, with boxed potatoes and a turkey cooked by a Canadian.  Result: pretty darn good alternative.  Minus the potential for E. coli as seen in the above picture.  Apparently Canadians prefer their turkey served rare.  Good to know.

• Thanksgiving bonus: visit from a DC bestie, Mr. Will.  It's pretty nice to have a little piece of my second home here in London.  Although he is too cool to read my blog, I am going to call him out anyway.  Thanks for flying all the way out here or something...

• Observing a family of American tourists wearing Packers jerseys in Covent Garden elicits the following feelings: embarrassment (for them), embarrassment (for me and my fellow London Amurcans), more-than-slight twinge of sadness at missing home.  Just seems mildly sacrilegious to spend the day operating as usual.  

• In response to the above sacrilege, Mr. Will and I will be attending our 3rd Fauxgiving this evening.  At a pub.  With many Brits in attendance.  Fingers crossed that irony will not be the only delicious thing to enjoy.