Re-enactment of the First Thanksgiving

We had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Tommy's family dressed up like Indians and danced around the table in a ceremonial celebration for the feast. Tommy played his flutes while wearing a loincloth around his neck (should have been a little lower.) His father sang traditional Johnny Cash chants. My family dressed up like pilgrims. (It was funny to see Corey in a bonnet and dress.) At first we were afraid and rounded up the wagons. Then we realized the savages were throwing corn cobs instead of arrows. So we decided to put the cobs in a pot and thus the feast began.


But seriously, this is how the day really looked. (Note Tommy, Mom, and Fil in the mirror.)


As we prepared our feast, from some deep valley in the mountains came wandering this fearsome wolf. As it smelled the turkey roasting, saliva dripped from her fangs. Snarling and growling she proceeded into our camp. Tommy, with his magical flute calmed the beast and taught her how to roll over. Thus, a new spirit had entered our community.


This is food prepared from the original recipes of that first Thanksgiving feast. Note the red chile enchiladas, a dish indigenous to New England.