I drove around looking for some place that was open and finally settled on Frisches. They didn't have a special turkey spread on the salad bar or breakfast bar or whatever they had when I sat down; I ordered a fish meal (which included the salad bar) instead.

Such was my Thanksgiving. My "real" Thanksgiving meal is going to be with my parents on Saturday, halfway between their apartment and where I live. Neither of us have to drive 5 hours, and we'll all probably gobble a lot.