Back when Andy was at OSU, he and his friends started a tradition of cooking a Thanksgiving meal the day of the OSU vs. Michigan game. At the first one, an unhinged door was turned into a serving table and we ate on the floor, plates propped on cardboard boxes. Although everyone has long since graduated, the tradition has continued and this year, Sophie, Tucker, Andy and I drove to Chicago for the occasion.
We arrived at our hotel well past midnight Friday night.
We had to sneak Tucker in (Andy’s idea, not mine). Sophie thought this was hilarious.
More than 30 people showed up to watch the game and eat the food. Todd’s parents graciously hosted the event.
Sophie wore her OSU jersey and OSU won.
The food, as always, was delicious. And friends from as far away as Berkeley, Calif. and New York City came for the event, as they do every year. Thank you, cooks, and thank you, friends. We’re already looking forward to next year.
“Thanksgiving, after all, is a word of action.” —W.J. Cameron