Every Thanksgiving, my teenage nephew tries to explain his latest TikTok dance to my grandma.

She just keeps asking if he needs more fiber.

Every Thanksgiving, my mom cooks enough food to feed a small army.

And every year, that army consists of six very enthusiastic, belt-loosening family members.

Our family Thanksgiving dinner is the one time of year where we all come together

and silently judge each other's life choices over a plate of dry turkey

Why did the cranberry sauce go to the party dressed as a turkey?

Because it was a berry good disguise and a fowl way to get an invite