On Thanksgiving Day (hmphh...the day I was supposed to be on a flight to Cairo), the teachers and I all gathered together to have a non-traditional-traditional Thanksgiving. What that means is that we at least attempted to get together and be thankful, but we didn't have a turkey...or pie...or mashed potatoes. Instead we had Lasagna (the most amazing home-made lasagna I've had in...hmm..maybe ever) followed by some cake.
I'm sure we would have attempted some turkey, or at least Cornish hens of sort, but our plan was to be in Cairo and celebrate Thanksgiving a week late. BUT due to a last minute plan change--we were eating lasagna and buying (not even baking) a cake. That's not to say it wasn't a very homey-welcoming feel. Being with people you've grown close to, all while they're feeling the same i'm-not-at-home-with-my-family attitude. It's sort of a blessing in disguise.
Oddly, our Canadian friend did the cooking (being the best chef in the group). I'm sad I wasn't home to share the holiday with family, but spending it with friends was a more than pleasant.
Are those Kit-Kats sticking out of the cake??
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