As it is the holidays, I’m going to indulge myself in the gift of self-pity for a moment. This is my first holiday season away from home, the first time I won’t be able to spend Thanksgiving and/or Christmas with my family, our first holiday season away from our three children and almost everyone we love, So, we’ve been just a little blue, even though we’ve been trying to keep a stiff upper lip.
Tomorrow is American Thanksgiving, and we live in a country that essentially doesn’t eat turkey. You can’t find them in the regular grocery stores (not even as sandwich meat), and at Costco (our source of all American delicacies here in Busan), they are heinously expensive. However, even assuming we could locate a turkey at a reasonable price, purchase it, and manage to lug it home, we would be completely unable to cook it because our kitchen, like most South Korean apartment kitchens, lacks an oven.