My Saigon Thanksgiving

In making the decision to come here, I knew that missing Thanksgiving would be one of the hardest things for me to come to terms with.  There really is nothing quite like hunkering up in Wisconsin, Lake Michigan sparkling outside the window with a warm wood fire crackling all day while piercing through the crisp cool fresh air.  I love staying in my pajamas until noon, reading a book with the Macy’s parade marching on the TV in the background and inhaling the first scents of Thanksgiving saturating the house.  After feasting myself silly, there is the large game of hearts to end the evening filled with wonderful food, fabulous family and of course, it’s all topped off with Danny Weinfurter’s fine choice of wine and champagne.

Typical holiday season in the Weinfurter household

However, I was not about to let Vietnam’s lack of cold snuggly weather, turkeys and ovens make me miss my most beloved holiday. After all, when there’s a will, there’s a way.

Time for a Thanksgiving potluck!  Hosting friends from the good ole USA, England, Canada and Vietnam we found ourselves abounding with food  . . . with a Vietnamese twist.  Spring rolls (4 different varieties), fresh fruit, sweet potatoes, green bean casserole, glazed carrots, mashed potatoes, bacon and avocado salad, fresh rolls, LOTS of wine, pumpkin pie, cake, and we even outsourced an amazing turkey from the New World hotel along with some accompaniments of cranberry sauce, stuffing, green beans, gravy, more potatoes, and yet even more wine.

Prepping in the morning

First course!

Glorious glorious turkey

You always find room for pumpkin pie on Thanksgiving.

Like the typical Weinfurter Thanksgiving, we found ourselves facing a possible turkey crisis (it wouldn’t be an all American holiday without a little drama).  When we discovered that the hotel had us scheduled for a turkey delivery on Friday instead of Thursday we expressed a slight expression of panic.  Luckily  . . . we are all teachers with nothing on the agenda for the day until work in the evening besides eating for four hours . . . could we possibly wait until 2 pm for a turkey?  You betcha.

Like father, like daughter.

We ate. We drank. We ate some more.

A job well done by all.

Happy Thanksgiving to all!


About aweinfur

Learning and Organizational Change graduate student at Northwestern University. Yogi. Happy.
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2 Responses to My Saigon Thanksgiving

  1. Shauna Vo says:

    Thanks for having us over for Thanksgiving! You guys were great hosts! And well done on the blog!

  2. Abby Wilder says:

    Hey Andi! That looked like an incredible Thanksgiving, but was was the green thing that looked like a tire?!
    Ask Willy sometime about the Thanksgiving he spent in Copenhagen. Somehow the family hosting his cousin had heard that jello shots were an American Thanksgiving tradition…
    Hope all is well–xoxo

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