CHRIS LIVE AKA SHAKER SAYS: Tis the season to be jolly ... and full bellied with a deliciously wet whistle to match! LOL.
Each Thanksgiving I am faced with the decision to A) kick ass and continue to debunk the sick fallacy that Pilgrims and "Indians" yucked it up smoking the peace pipe after a hearty meal that celebrated their new found friendship or B) help Mom crack open the Ocean Spray® cranberry sauce (NOTE: The jelly kind is the best! Real niggas don't do that option with the funny berries in it ... lol). I almost always choose the latter. Yup, rather than constantly revisit the veritable cornucopia of bloody crimes against humanity levied against our Native brothers and sisters year in and year out every Turkey Day, I choose to focus my blog entry energy on family, food and fun! Come on! Give a guy a break.
Now, although this holiday (NOTE: Much like 95% of U.S. national holidays) is steeped in a mythology that glorifies colonialism and minimizes the pain of the victims all in the name of promoting the false and terribly misguided cult of "American Exceptionalism", I seek to circumvent such horrors through good ole fashioned L.O.V.E. Cheesy? Perhaps. However, I much prefer arroz y gandules, baked turkey, sweet potatoes and browned marshmallows, pasteles and whatever other gastronomically terrific treats await me @ my family's banquet than talk of our shared torturous past.
To the more politically inclined members of the Livestyle cognoscenti, be not dismayed, this is most assuredly NOT an attempt to discard 1 of history's many inconvenient truths. No. On the contrary, this is simply my humble way of urging us ALL to recognize and preserve our blessings in the distinct hopes of affecting a better and brighter tomorrow. World peace would be nice, but, for now, this'll do. LOL. This is Livestyle.
Each Thanksgiving I am faced with the decision to A) kick ass and continue to debunk the sick fallacy that Pilgrims and "Indians" yucked it up smoking the peace pipe after a hearty meal that celebrated their new found friendship or B) help Mom crack open the Ocean Spray® cranberry sauce (NOTE: The jelly kind is the best! Real niggas don't do that option with the funny berries in it ... lol). I almost always choose the latter. Yup, rather than constantly revisit the veritable cornucopia of bloody crimes against humanity levied against our Native brothers and sisters year in and year out every Turkey Day, I choose to focus my blog entry energy on family, food and fun! Come on! Give a guy a break.
Now, although this holiday (NOTE: Much like 95% of U.S. national holidays) is steeped in a mythology that glorifies colonialism and minimizes the pain of the victims all in the name of promoting the false and terribly misguided cult of "American Exceptionalism", I seek to circumvent such horrors through good ole fashioned L.O.V.E. Cheesy? Perhaps. However, I much prefer arroz y gandules, baked turkey, sweet potatoes and browned marshmallows, pasteles and whatever other gastronomically terrific treats await me @ my family's banquet than talk of our shared torturous past.
To the more politically inclined members of the Livestyle cognoscenti, be not dismayed, this is most assuredly NOT an attempt to discard 1 of history's many inconvenient truths. No. On the contrary, this is simply my humble way of urging us ALL to recognize and preserve our blessings in the distinct hopes of affecting a better and brighter tomorrow. World peace would be nice, but, for now, this'll do. LOL. This is Livestyle.
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