People talking loudly, children running around the table, music louder than aunts in the beauty salon. This is the most realistic and familiar scene, when I remember my country – Brazil. I believe...

I used to abhor Thanksgiving. For a holiday marketed as some fantastic feast, I couldn’t fathom why turkey was the star of the show. I personally preferred ham, and I could never understand why anyone...

I set the table while Mom faffed about the kitchen, mashing potatoes, carving turkey, and stirring the gravy, licking it off of the wooden spoon and muttering to herself, “more pepper.” I joined Dad...

When we feel truly grateful for someone, the way we show appreciation for them is rarely by taking out a club and walloping them, cartoon-caveman style. Exceptions may be made for particular siblings,...

It’s Thanksgiving season, not Christmas season. Turn down the Christmas music and listen to the turkeys gobble.I went to sleep on Halloween night excited for the best time of the year to begin the following...