The day started at my teaching job. Don't we get off for American holidays? A few of the classes were having oral exams, and in gym class they told me "Congratulations," an attempted wish for a Happy Thanksgiving. Around 5:00 Lauren and I began the process of cooking. We've never cooked a bird alone before, let alone in Spain. The two chickens we got had a few little feathers and hairs on them, which Lauren diligently plucked for a time. She even tried burning them off, but eventually grew tired of the task and let it be. Aside from chicken (not turkey, pero da igual), we had stuffing, mashed potatoes, and corn. We were a bit concerned there wouldn't be enough, but we even had leftovers. For dessert was an impressive pumpkin pie by Lauren-- she had to buy a pumpkin and puree it the old-fashioned way, since canned pumpkin is not an option here-- and filloas, a crepe-like dessert, made by her roommate. I think we did America proud. ;)
As a Spanish twist, most guests left by 1 AM, but two of my best friends stayed til 4:30 AM. Evidently we were enjoying each other's company.