That fat bird is an American icon. Thanksgiving is Thursday 28 November this year.
Every year we celebrate the taking of the land from the indians. Oops, I mean we celebrate something that has to do with overeating. No, thats not right either. It's got something to do with pilgrims, and indians sharing the first harvest in the new world. Maybe. Whatever the reason, we Americans try to get the whole family from all reaches of the country to one dinner table (with a second table for the kids) and see who can eat the most. Turkey is the traditional food of choice for the main course, with pumpkin pie for dessert. And every family has a peculiar family recipe food that they force on all the members of that family. If you don't like it you will be told how some ancestor made this way back in the beginnings of our country, and how it has been passed down from generation to generation. Usually they will toss in some sad story to make you feel guilty for not liking it. There is also usually some kind of disagreement between some family members which will lead to a fight and the police and ambulance being called. After all is said and done and everyone released from the hospital, everybody heads back to their homes saying what a great time they had and promising to to it again next year.