In my family, the biggest Thanksgiving debate isn't politics or who gets the last drumstick.

It's who gets to make Grandma's 'secret recipe' stuffing this year.

I love how my family's Thanksgiving dinner is supposed to be a judgment-free zone

but somehow my aunt always manages to fit in a critique of my life choices between the mashed potatoes and the green beans

I told the turkey to come to the table with an attitude adjustment

but it was a little fowl-tempered

Our family's Thanksgiving dinner is like a perfectly balanced recipe

one part love, two parts argument, and a whole lot of gravy to smooth things over