This year, I stayed in Grand Rapids for Thanksgiving. Meredith and Jennifer hung around, too, so we out-of-staters decided to cook our own dinner. Andrew and Amy came up from Indiana, and we had ourselves a merry little feast. The turkey took two hours too long to cook, but otherwise, there were no food crises. Like all good Baileys, we interspersed episodes of It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia throughout the whole day. And of course, we busted out Mannheim Steamroller and Home Alone. All good things.