So, I figured since I moved to Austin (where they try to “keep it weird” every day), I had to come back home at least a little bit more bizarre than when I left.*
Rather than go for the shock value of getting fourteen tattoos,^ I returned to the South as an (almost) vegan.
^Not that there is anything wrong with that…right, Christin?
While my transformation into the most difficult dietarily-restricted houseguest ever might strike fear in the hearts of mere mortals…my family just shrugged, looked at me with slight confusion, and thought (I hope), “More turkey and Honey-Baked Ham for me!”To answer, then, the question that is on all of your minds:* No, I did not eat turkey on Thanksgiving.
*or at least ONE of your minds…maybe…
But, I don’t know if you’ve ever noticed, but the turkey’s not really the star of the show on Thanksgiving anymore.While I wasn’t able to remain completely vegan–I know there was butter in both the Sweet Potato Casserole (no marshmallows allowed…EVER!) and the Apple-Cranberry Crumble*–
*Which I recently veganized as part of the Make Time for Change “Talk Turkey” campaign–and I definitely ate generous portions of both of them anyway.–I did do a pretty good job of staying as close to dairy-free vegetarian* as I could. It helped that I showed up with my own nut butter and almond milk.
When I asked that my aunt save the broccoli stalks……so that I could make some “Save a Tree” Broccoli Soup (sans ricotta and cottage cheese)––they seemed to think that was perfectly normal.I’m pretty sure you know your family accepts you as you are when they don’t even flinch at the fact that you travel with your own personal container of Better Than Bouillon.What about the night we ate all that pork I told y’all about yesterday…ripped ferociously from the bone (with no time even to remove wedding rings) by the female members of my family?
Y’all know I’ve been quite “big on the pig” in the past, and while it WAS hard not to reach over and grab bites of it with my hands (similar to the restraint I showed with the turkey and ham on Thanksgiving)…I was entirely satisfied with my beloved Busch’s Vegetarian Baked Beans……as well as homemade sourdough bread, vinegar-based slaw from the famous Lexington BBQ, and not one–but TWO–kinds of greens. [This IS the South after all, y'all, and the sight of a sink full of turnip greens should have come as no surprise to anyone. Nor should we have been shocked that we ate them all within less than 24 hours of (meat-free!) preparation.]Overall, I learned something over Thanksgiving weekend with my family–apart from the fact that persimmons carried all the way across the country from San Francisco…
*Y’all KNOW I’m used to being called crazy!
Also, it helps if you have an aunt who stocks Trader Joe’s Raw Almond Butter in her fridge……and doesn’t mind if between you, your sister, and your cousins…it was almost gone when you left.
*Totally mailing a replacement soon, Aunt Smart…I promise!