Thanksgiving dinner at our house always begins with a beautiful prayer of gratitude.

And ends with a very pointed interrogation about everyone's life choices.

Our family's Thanksgiving dinner is a lot like a math problem

You've got too many variables, and somehow everyone ends up feeling divided.

Thanksgiving at our house is always a test of endurance.

First, you survive the family gossip, then you survive the tryptophan.

The only thing more overcooked than our Thanksgiving turkey...

...is the conversation about my cousin's crypto investments.