There was absolutely nothing traditional about our family Thanksgiving in Maui, and we were all just fine with that.  While many folks spent the day wiping their floury brows in an overheated kitchen, we spent the afternoon dusting sand from our legs in the warm sunshine on the beach.  We made sand creatures instead of desserts and played in the ocean instead of watching football.

That’s not to say we didn’t go all out with the meal – we just chose one that wouldn’t consume our entire day.  Prime rib, with one of my brother’s perfect rubs, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, dinner rolls, and one of mom’s fresh salads.  The kids set the condo tables:

The only bummer is we were spread out amongst three different tables, so we didn’t get a chance to go around and share what we were thankful for before we dug into the meal.  But really, I think we all knew…

Mahalo, Maui!