So China does not actually celebrate Thanksgiving–as I’m sure you’ve gathered–but where there’s a will, there’s a way. Since turkey (or ‘fire chicken’ as it’s called here) is hard to come by, let alone cook in our tiny kitchen, buckets of KFC were substituted. Everyone prepared a dish or brought out the wine and we were able to expose a few curious Chinese friends and bemused British ones to an American Thanksgiving in our building’s computer room.
Pictures stolen from Cassie and Thomas, whose blog you should check out for more adventures in Nanjing ♥
Also, my students were genuinely impressed by my mad hand-turkey drawing skills. Finally, my elementary school education is coming in… handy.