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Every Thanksgiving with my family is like a reunion. We gather from places all over the East Coast to chow down on a plate of collard greens, turnips, and of course, turkey (don’t forget the gravy). Traditionally, my Godfather and his brother have always cooked and served Thanksgiving dinner to the family. And while I love and appreciate the hard work they always put into preparing a huge meal for over 20 people, I used to cringe at how my Godfather and cousin prepped my plate because my food would always touch.
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