This year, we decided that no one felt much like spending hours in the kitchen, so we had our celebration catered. It was basically, the best. thing. ever. We wavered back and forth as to whether or not we would still cook our traditional Cuban standards.... and ultimately decided that even though we had sworn off cooking, Thanksgiving just wouldn't be the same without at least having some black beans and rice to go with the rest of the American staples. Phew!

My dad was appalled that 1) my plate was so over stuffed and 2) that I took a picture to document it.

But I am grateful. Grateful to have a plate that's filled with both American and Cuban traditions (if the Cubans did celebrate Thanksgiving, it would certainly include black beans and rice!). And grateful to be enjoying it while surrounded by family (even though our crowd was *much* smaller this year than usual).

Now that we've had a break in the kitchen, we are gearing up for a full-blown Cuban Christmas. Yucca and all.

Today we're off to celebrate Eid with Emir's parents which means--- yummy Bosnian food and more to be thankful for!