It’s been eight Thanksgivings since I purged my turkey roaster, sold my double oven and threw in the house as part of the deal. Thanksgiving stopped being my headache. As a matter of fact, it stopped being anything at all…. Read More ›
Thanksgiving abroad
Ode to a Storage Unit (and a Happy Thanksgiving!)
Storage units, I have come to learn, are a psychological device which enable us to move on – delude us into believing we will return, need this stuff, and effortlessly slip into our old life. For the last three years,… Read More ›
A Very Hungarian Thanksgiving
Last Thanksgiving I worked and festered and ultimately swore I would never do that again. Hungarian friends wished me a Happy Thanksgiving, but somehow, that just made me feel worse. By mid afternoon, Facebook dispatches started to arrive – a… Read More ›
Thanksgiving
Today is Thanksgiving, our third since moving to Europe but the first which I will work. Without family or friends, football games or turkey; today is just the fourth Thursday in November – a Hungarian workday like any other. Burning… Read More ›
The World In Between 