Thursday was el dia de gracias, and being full of fiesta-loving, holiday-missing gringos, the Planet Drum house had to celebrate. We invited all of our neighborhood friends over for our Thankgiving feast. Those of us from the states helped to brainstorm our favorite Thanksgiving dishes and we each chose something to prepare.
That morning, we all woke up surprisingly early, due to our excitement, and went to the market to try to find ingredients. We quickly discovered that this was to be no simple task. The boys found a turkey, but had to settle for a chicken because the former was so expensive. As for spices, no one in town could tell us where to find sage, rosemary, or thyme. At least I found nutmeg and cinnamon for the squash (no pumpkin) pie.
After a quick morning at work, we eagerly began the epic and chaotic preperation of dinner. In addition to there being 8 cooks in our tiny kitchen trying to do our best with an oven with no thermometer, no running water, and 4 little stovetop burners, there was also the frequent loitering of our jolly and inebriated friends, earnestly contributing cooking tips and taking up space.
Four gallons of sangria, 6 hours, and many burned dishes later, the 20 of us feasted. It was delicious!
