Thanksgiving Scene: Aun't Betty's house circa 1975. Everyone was surrounding the fire as Roger Noakes, my insane (and pathological liar cousin), was telling us how he owned a drag racer that was in "storage" in Florida. But this is just the first bit of trivia. The most IMPORTANT bit of trivia is that turkey is one of my favorite foods and I was stoked to be devouring the beast along with baked beans (my favorite side), mashed potatoes, etc...
 
Lo and behold, as the dishes began to pass around the giant tables and reached me, the smell I anticipated with great delight was not turkey, but HAM! G'dam HAM! You hear me? 
 
Either aunt Betty was too cheap to buy a turkey (likely), or the turkey ran out by the time it hit the cousin's table.
 
I cried and ate pork for Thanksgiving. For some reason, I don't believe this was what the Pilgrim's had in mind.