You can't have Thanksgiving and not just be like, 'All right, where's the football.' It's been branded very, very well. You can't have one without the other at this point.
Vegetables are a must on a diet. I suggest carrot cake, zucchini bread, and pumpkin pie.
On Thanksgiving Night, 1942, when I was fifteen years old, white racists burned our house to the ground.
A lot of Thanksgiving days have been ruined by not carving the turkey in the kitchen.
Thanksgiving dinners take eighteen hours to prepare. They are consumed in twelve minutes. Half-times take twelve minutes. This is not coincidence.
My cooking is so bad my kids thought Thanksgiving was to commemorate Pearl Harbor.
I give thanks to my Creator for this wonderful life where each of us has the opportunity to learn lessons we could not fully comprehend by any other means.
What a marvelous resource soup is for the thrifty cook - it solves the ham-bone and lamb-bone problems, the everlasting Thanksgiving turkey, the extra vegetables.
Thanksgiving Day is a good day to recommit our energies to giving thanks and just giving.
I am grateful for what I am and have. My thanksgiving is perpetual.
I love Halloween. I love Thanksgiving. I love Christmas. I love New Year's.
Some memories are unforgettable, remaining ever vivid and heartwarming!
You can't have a good Thanksgiving meal without a little bit of ketchup on the side.
As governor, when I visited our troops in Kuwait and Iraq, I served them Thanksgiving dinner. It was a small gesture compared to their sacrifice.
My favorite meal is turkey and mashed potatoes. I love Thanksgiving, it's just my favorite. I can have Thanksgiving all year round.
I'm vegetarian, but I love Thanksgiving dinner: faux turkey, stuffing and mashed potatoes.
Thanksgiving is America's favorite holiday because it's a time when we put aside our cares, much as the struggling Pilgrims did nearly four centuries ago, and eat a gut-busting meal without worrying about the 'out years.'
It's a bit of a sore spot, the Thanksgiving in Indian country.
Thanksgiving is a time of togetherness and gratitude.
Once, at Thanksgiving, a neighbor wandered in while my cousin Lisa worked on a turkey, shearing meat off its frame and sliding the steaming slices onto a big flowered plate. 'Hey, that's the man's job,' she yelped, in between slurps of her Big Gulp. No one even paused to acknowledge the comment; everyone just laughed and laughed.
