Nothing this year, but previous years have been pretty good.
1: My wife’s first meal with a large group of Americans was Thanksgiving. My boss’ wife was no-shit Queen Betty Crocker and laid out an AMAZING spread for her family and a dozen guests, which was made even more incredible by the fact that it was held in Tokyo, in a rental space, and a lot of that stuff was hard to get (at that time). My then-future bride asked wide-eyed, “Do Americans eat like this all the time?!?!” My boss said, “No, this is just a little thing, we’ll have more later.”
2: After we married, we visited half of my family in the US during another Thanksgiving. One set of my grandparents were divorced and my grandmother married some jackass who had been an essential worker during WWII (some kind of design job, idk). Of course, he couldn’t wait to bring up the war and dropping nukes. Even his own kids, who normally defended him, were telling him to shut up. Cringe, but I suppose it could’ve been worse—my actual grandfather fought in the Pacific theater.
3: Mrs. Butcher Pete learned a lot of English watching cooking shows, and was awed by the mighty TURDUCKEN. Such a grotesque monstrosity could only be found in ‘Murica, and Thanksgiving was the only proper venue to attempt to master such a beast. By this time, my parent’s generation (on the non-jackass side of the family) were a little too old to handle cooking duties and the rest of my generation was too incompetent, so Mrs. Pete did the whole Thanksgiving spread, cooking a turducken with me as a kitchen assistant. One of my uncles watched Mrs. Pete tornado around the kitchen for a bit before saying, “Had you told me as a kid that I’d one day be watching a Japanese woman make Thanksgiving dinner, I would’ve called you nuts.”
4: Back to Tokyo. One of my wife’s cousins learns about Thansgiving from tv and asks Mrs. Pete about it. She does so in front of several other relatives, who are always down for a feast. What started as a “we aren’t doing anything this year” turned into a Thanksgiving/Japanese fusion potluck, with turkey, mashed potatoes, apple pie, sushi, octopus stew, and some other stuff I can’t name.