There were multiple tables full of pies, rolls, jellos, fruits, drinks, potatoes and gravies.

Everyone was sitting around me with their plates piled high with firsts, seconds, and sometimes thirds.

I was there with my plate with the turkey that my 8-year old son smoked for us. It was his first time smoking anything and I think he smoked it at 275 for 10 hrs.

The whole situation was hard to swallow physically and metaphorically.

On the bright side, I didn't gain any weight.