And why not? Family, friends, and food are the most important parts of Thanksgiving and I (incredibly fortunately) had them in droves.

One of the finest chickens in all the land, courtesy of the Stone Barns Center for Food and Agriculture in beautiful Pocantico Hills.

And one of the finest hot dogs to go with it all, grilled over open fire and served unceremoniously with dijon mustard and toasted bagel half. True gourmet.