Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving as a pastor’s kid

Faith & Inspiration | Counting my blessings in my not-so-normal family life
by Sophia Lee
Posted 12/04/18, 01:34 pm

I was the most ungrateful person on Thanksgiving this year. Every year, I fly from Los Angeles to northern Virginia to visit my parents for Thanksgiving. And this time, I flew there with an attitude. 

I could blame how I barely slept on a red-eye flight next to a child who kept stretching her legs out on top of me. I could blame how I was cold and hungry throughout the 5½-hour flight. But the fact is, that attitude comes from a fundamental truth that I can never change: I am a pastor’s kid. 

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Sophia with her parents

I’m Somebody’s child

Faith & Inspiration | This Thanksgiving, my earthly parents reminded me of my heavenly one
by Sophia Lee
Posted 12/04/17, 02:27 pm

I love the smell of my parents’ house. I visited my parents in Northern Virginia this Thanksgiving, and the moment I walked in, I smelled the pungent, crisp whiff of my mother’s fresh-made kimchi—traditional Korean fermented cabbage, still raw and crunchy in the giant stainless steel bowl she uses to massage the vegetables with chili paste. As I kissed my father’s cheek hello, I smelled his familiar aftershave. Then I ran upstairs to kiss my mother, and smelled her sweet milky lotion.

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Holiday in Taipei

Taiwan | It’s tricky finding turkey for a Thanksgiving dinner in Taiwan
by Angela Lu Fulton
Posted 11/29/17, 04:33 pm

Thanksgiving at bars: On Thanksgiving night, I tucked into the holiday staples: turkey and gravy, mashed potatoes, veggies, and pumpkin pie. Yet instead of eating with extended family on a long wooden table in the warmth of home, I was at On Tap, an expat bar in Taipei, with my husband and a friend, as a rerun of Monday Night Football played on a large TV. The food was mediocre at best, but it’s hard to complain: Turkeys are hard to find in Asia since they need to be imported from America, so getting to eat the foreign bird at all was nostalgic enough. 

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