My Thanksgiving came early and complete with stuffing, bourbon maple mashed sweet potatoes, and a pumpkin pie.
Oh and there was a quiz to test my Australian knowledge at a table full of people dressed like the Crocodile Hunter and Dame Edna. No biggie.
I didn’t do too bad, actually. I’ve got the koala key chain and beer koozie to prove it. (Yes, there were totally prizes, even though I was the only contestant.)
But did I mention that there was bourbon maple sweet potatoes? So yeah. No complaints here.
A girl’s got to pay her dues if she’s marrying into an Australian family. Especially if they’ve been so nice as to actually have a Thanksgiving.
