A pizza like this pizza was my Thanksgiving Dinner in the early 1990's. Though it was delicious, it was not what anyone should want to do for Thanksgiving.
My parents accepted an invite to my younger brother's in-laws house for dinner. My youngest brother went to his girlfriends house. I turned down the invite from Great Aunt Marie to be with my first-cousins-once-removed and second cousins who didn't even know who I was.
Instead, I volunteered to deliver meals to the "shut-ins" in Columbus, but they had too many volunteers and turned me away before I delivered anything.
I thawed out a half-baked pizza and had it in my 740 sq. ft. apartment in Columbus. Alone.
I was single. That was then.
This is now.
Today, I'll be having a Thanksgiving dinner of a more traditional sorts with my wife and four kids. A turkey is in the oven. Stuffing, corn, mashed potatoes, a cranberry dish, and pumpkin pie are on the menu too.
That's better. Though the food will be great, that pizza was pretty darn good too. It's not about the food.
President Richard Nixon is quoted to have said, "Only if you have been in the deepest valley, can you ever know how magnificent it is to be on the highest mountain."
Though a lonely pizza dinner for Thanksgiving isn't the deepest valley, it's low enough I can appreciate the magnificent part of the opposite experience.
Being with my family on Thanksgiving is magnificent. Family is what it is all about.
And I'm thankful.
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