I am never sure of yesterday was Thanksgiving or if it is or has become today, the actual Monday off work. Even with the lad stomping around the house bored without the school day, his other reason to be grumpy, this is really the day of thanks - thanks for nothing, literally. It's a confusing holiday, separated by weeks from the US version yet stealing heavily from it. I watched NFL yesterday. Not CFL and not, as it turned out, the last Red Sox game of the year. I had it in mind that it was an evening game at Fenway.

The best thing is how Thanksgiving is a food holiday. We are not giving thanks for the public health system or our sound fiscal planning up here in the Great White North. No, this is about the eats. Yesterday, it was turkey and pie. Not pumpkin pie, however - apple, pear and ginger pie. Pears are the king of these sorts of things. Today's eats focus on mallard combining experimentally with various forms of pork.