I hadn’t planned on doing anything special for Thanksgiving this year, until a Spanish friend who loves the holiday showed me the error of my ways. It’s that “acuity of the outsider’s view” thing… And now there will be eight or nine of us at the table, half from the US and half from elsewhere.

So, the apple pie is baked (along with a batch of the rose-bud shaped treats that MamaRubi always made out of the left-over pie crust when we were kids) and the Brussels sprouts with bacon and shallots have been roasted (and I’m doing my best not to scarf them all down — OMG! they are good). There’s a handsome turkey in the fridge waiting for his date with destiny in about an hour, and miracle of miracles, all six kilos of him will in fact fit in the teensy oven. My two co-hosts will be bringing appetizers, more dessert, sweet potatoes, and LOTS of wine.

I am so grateful to have the opportunity to share the feast, to remember how fortunate we are — especially in a country where things are getting harder every day –, and to celebrate a little more than a year gone past, back in my adopted home country.

It goes without saying, but I’ll say it: I am thankful for all of you who read my blog, who inspire me to be creative, to stay curious, to connect. Whether or not you celebrate capital-T Thanksgiving today, I invite you to take a moment to give thanks for what’s good in your lives.