On Thanksgiving Day about 30 years ago, I had to drive from my home in Tucson back to my job in southern Sonora, about an eight-hour trip. I got a turkey sandwich at the gas station before I left, and somewhere south of Hermosillo I put Alice’s Restaurant in the cassette deck, unwrapped the sandwich, and had Thanksgiving dinner on the road. That covered the minimum requirements for Thanksgiving, without having to socialize.
You can have anything you want at Alice’s restaurant!
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