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Menu for an Immigrant Thanksgiving
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62 Menu for an Immigrant Thanksgiving We gave thanks with the cranberry we who had never seen or tasted a cranberry but we gave thanks with it nonetheless ponquin pay tambien we never saw it or grew it but it was there on the table alongside the guanajo that giant mass of Americano meat which shared the oven with the priceless pig which is what we really came for Tio Alberto having prepared it for days first over the slow coals of a backyard fire before its final hours warmed beside the national bird. When it was all done, the alien mingled with the known, we give thanks with the blessing of a custard flan which has now disappeared into memory with Tia Caruca a flan that makes us all long for an afterlife where she is still around to set her table to make room for the dishes of two homes the new and the remembered to offer us limitless cups of café cubano in the sleepy doldrums of heaven ...