Living on the other side of the country for the first 5 years of our marriage, we never had the money to fly back home for Thanksgiving and Christmas (um, about half those years, we didn’t have the money to fly back for either holiday). So, we developed a few traditions for our little family. For food, we’ll always make my husband, Nate’s Marshmallow Salad and my friend’s sweet potato casserole. And, I like to listen to Alice’s Resturant by Arlo Guthrie.
My dad introduced me to “Alice’s Resturant” one Thanksgiving when I was in high school. It’s a great little war protest song. Well, it’s not little–the shortest version is 10 minutes, the longest is 27 minutes.
It’s a perfect tradition for our crazy liberal family and reminds me how grateful I am to live in this country, where we are allowed to criticize, protest, and write freely.
I’ll have to get my preschooler and toddler in on this last tradition because Nate doesn’t share my love of this song. And, it’s not Thanksgiving for me until I’ve sung along with it.
So, someday, my boys and I will sing in unison, “You can get anything you want at Alice’s Resturant.”