Just because you're living somewhere else doesn't mean the best holiday need be neglected. When living in China and turkey is nowhere in sight....time to improvise. I made some wonderful friends in Shanghai, both Chinese and western folks. Us Americans will go to great lengths to feel sort of at home during the greatest holiday of all.
Despite living and working in different districts of the city, and finishing work at all different times, we still managed to have a "Thanksgiving" meal together at the closest to home (in more ways than one) that we could find (open late enough on a Thursday too, of course); a place Chinese people are utterly obsessed with and that you can BYOB (pictured above) (as you can do anywhere in China, police stations included--yes, I've done it); I'm talking about a magical little place called: KFC! I got one hyphenated word for ya: buckets-o-chicken.
In Slovakia we drank mulled wine until we got faschnicked and made a USA/CA Thxgivin--football watching and all. 
We even had decorations. 
I mean, turkeys gotta be carved sometimes. 
Plates were most def full--we had a potluck Thanksgiving actually, so everyone was responsible for something; although, some of the more integral materials were left in the hands of more seasoned celebrators. The Lizard and I rocked the potatoes.
We gave the wishbone honors to hostess and head chef, Sarah and Liz. 
Watchin football and eatin pumpkin pie with my buds on Thanksgiving--nothing better! 
We ate and drank until extreme crankiness set in, as illustrated by Michael Todd. 
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