While being on Paros during such an important holiday had its appeal, it also meant this would be the first time we would be without any immediate family members. The Metaxa family had invited us to a great dinner with about 20 or so. Everyone was asked to bring a dish and we all ate fabulously. This marked the first time I've ever been indoors for a party at the Metaxa house and it was very festive.
Before the dinner, we were graced with the Thanksgiving Spirit (Petros in drag) who told of Thanksgiving and the American passage of gobbling food.
He went around the table asking if you were American, while about 3 quarters of the table were not, he would then baptize them with their new American name. Theodore became Johnny, Maria became Sally, Hufwost (sp?) became Roger and so forth.
Jen, Sigrid and myself, represented the "real" Americans in a way (we got to keep our names), as we have done this tradition all our lives, while the rest had maybe a distant connection to the country. It was such a fun evening and there was plenty of laughs and high spirited conversation to last the night.
We ate clam chowder to start, followed by a wonderful meal that had sweet potatoes with marshmallow, stuffing, turkey, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole and home made biscuits. Jen made the mashed potatoes and biscuits, which we now have enough leftover mashed potatoes to last us til Christmas!
To all the family and friends we could not see yesterday, we wish you a happy holiday and many belt tightening recipes!



















































