A Not-So Prominent Thanksgiving Tradition

Pizza.jpgWhen I think of Thanksgiving, only one word comes to mind: pizza. A little strange, right? Here’s why: for all but one Thanksgiving that I have celebrated, I have eaten delicious, homemade, whole-wheat pizza. The tradition of eating pizza on Thanksgiving in my family dates back to 1975 when my parents celebrated their first Thanksgiving together, away from their families. Aside from one of my sisters, who doesn’t exactly enjoy the whole-wheat pizza and usually opts for a turkey sandwich for dinner, the rest of my family has embraced the tradition. So, in honor of the 35th anniversary of my family’s Thanksgiving pizza, and to change the pace for those of you who are a little bit sick of hearing about sweet potatoes, turkey, cranberry sauce, and green beans, I thought I would explore the history and geography of my favorite holiday meal.

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