We always have a big crowd at the house for Thanksgiving. There are the five members of our nuclear family, plus the two grandmothers, and Fenton, of course. That encapsulates an enormously varied range of diets, resulting in a groaning table of food. Therefore, we try to find others to help finish off the meal before the scavenging crew cleans up the remainders afterwards.
When Coney requested that Lin attend dinner as her guest, Kell asked if Mr. and Ms. Lee could come, too. They accepted the invitation, probably seeing it as a cultural study of local traditions for Lin.
Fenton and I drove in from Beige U. the previous night and we were first in the kitchen, cooking insects until dawn. Our work done, we put our prepared dishes in the fridge and slept until everyone began arriving in the late afternoon of Thursday. Our cuisine was heated in the microwave.
A good time was had by all, even the scavengers.
Fenton and I drove back to the university in time for a momentous hunting competition.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to throw some celebratory toilet paper.