My family will celebrate Thanksgiving twice, once here with my parents and a family from our church, then on Friday in Elbing, Kansas with Shari's parents and brothers. The latter gathering will be a traditional Thanksgiving meal with the Turkey, gravy, corn, etc. etc. The former will be a traditional Sicilian Thanksgiving. You can see the main course above (albeit, made by my Irish mother).
Special Sicilian rant: "Lasagna" that has "vegetable" in it's description is not Lasagna. Furthermore, "Lasagna" with cottage cheese instead of ricotta cheese is an abomination. Also, I love Mexican culture, but any "Lasagna" that has Mexican in it's name is a burrito, chimichanga, Gordita, or something Taco Bellish, but it's NOT Lasagna. Lastly, cream, chicken, or the like belong in soup, not genuine Lasagna.
Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
Text: Henry Alford, 1810-1871
Music: George J. Elvey, 1816-1893
Tune: ST. GEORGE'S WINDSOR
Come, ye thankful people, come, raise the song of harvest home; all is safely gathered in, ere the winter storms begin. God our Maker doth provide for our wants to be supplied; come to God's own temple, come, raise the song of harvest home.
All the world is God's own field, fruit as praise to God we yield; wheat and tares together sown are to joy or sorrow grown; first the blade and then the ear, then the full corn shall appear; Lord of harvest, grant that we wholesome grain and pure may be.
For the Lord our God shall come, and shall take the harvest home; from the field shall in that day all offenses purge away, giving angels charge at last in the fire the tares to cast; but the fruitful ears to store in the garner evermore.
Even so, Lord, quickly come, bring thy final harvest home; gather thou thy people in, free from sorrow, free from sin, there, forever purified, in thy presence to abide; come, with all thine angels, come, raise the glorious harvest home.