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It's the time of year to dust off all the food-splattered and water-stained family recipes and carry on the tradition. Thanksgiving is the one time of year when we aren't permitted to deviate from the standard.

The party begins at 6 p.m. Enjoy some mulled wine and caramel apples. On top of that, we're bringing back the amateur paper turkey contest, a big hit from last year. Will you see amazing things transpire on the big screen? Yes, obviously, or we wouldn't have brought it up. Invite your friends, family, and fellow bloggers, journalers, or tumblrs. See you there!

This fall we are combining our love of the football and our dream of learning to cook by preparing a meal from the city of the Seahawks' opponent.

"Bob at Greenlake" by Jeff Carlson

Last week’s Yeasayer set at Neumo’s was preceded by one band, Chicago crazymakers Icy Demons. Last night’s M83 show also had only one opener, School of Seven Bells. And on top of that, the show actually started early, with M83 taking the stage at 10:20 p.m. Last night’s show wasn’t the most amazing thing ever. The French electro-shoegazers are *reeeeeally* low-key in terms of audience interaction, and the sound mix, especially at the beginning of the show, was wack, with muddy vocals and way too heavy bass. Still, the Saturdays=Youth-heavy set was solidly, sonically taut, with special propers for Morgan Kibby’s strong yet ethereal vocals on "Skin of the Night" and the extra-security wild drummer enclosure.

Abbey will be heading to her folks' house for a full-on family Thanksgiving feast. For the first time ever, she'll be helping in the kitchen, attempting to make some of her Mom's delicious recipes. She's thinking she'll take her chances on the delectable brussels sprouts dish. After the family feast, she'll head over to the Blue Moon for its Thanksgiving festivities, where she hopes to enjoy some whiskey with friends. On Friday, she'll luxuriate on the precipice of a long weekend.

It seems that before Thanksgiving is even over, we are encouraged to panic over the fate of our leftovers. This seems strange, as we’ve always found it remarkably easy to get rid of leftovers by refusing exit to any guest without a plateful. Barring that, there’s always turkey curry salad. Still, there are a couple of Thanksgiving purchases that cannot so easily be passed off or reused; among them is pumpkin purée.

This fall we are combining our love of the football and our dream of learning to cook by preparing a meal from the city of the Seahawks' opponent.

Seattle’s athletic misfortunes may be embarrassing, but at least we aren’t hosting the Jonas Brothers for the Thanksgiving Day halftime show.

EARLY DISMISSAL: All over the Puget Sound, schools are releasing their charges early today, in celebration of Thanksgiving so teachers can drink their way through an entire happy hour. If you have kids, make a special point to pick them up on time--letting them fend for themselves is one thing in spring, but it's cold out. Also, and we speak from personal experience, they take being forgotten at school personally.

This fall we are combining our love of the football and our dream of learning to cook by preparing a meal from the city of the Seahawks' opponent.

It’s just a couple of weeks until Thanksgiving—the start of the season when some people say they’re feeling fat.

Hey everybody, next Monday is Blogsgiving!

Seattlest thinks our city is lucky to count Grist as a native child. It's a helluva publication that always gets at the, um, grist of the matter. They use humor wisely and since, as we noted yesterday, we're a tree-hugging hippy, we love what they stand for.

Inspired by a random iPod event at Seattlest's Thanksgiving, a friend lamented the early death of John Denver and then launched into a diatribe about how he didn't pull a Kennedy; that is, Denver wasn't a dilettante pilot. He went on to explain that Denver was an experienced pilot who owned many planes and flew often. He died, our friend claimed, when one of the fuel tanks in the experimental plane he was flying...

Look up the definition of “hot-to-trot” and you’ll find two sets of meanings: (1) willing and eager and (2) sexually exciting.

Until the day after Thanksgiving, Seattlest hadn't seen The Nutcracker -- probably the world's most famous ballet -- in years. But we had a solid image in our head of what it looked like because when Seattlest was a little kid, our mom made an annual birthday tradition to see it every year on opening night. For much of our childhood, this meant getting all spiffed up and walking a few blocks to Lincoln...

Wednesday we decided to do a little recon of the new Wine & Beer shop on Pike Street.

"Heron, Seagull, and Cranes" -- a wondrous juxtaposition captured by Cap'n Surly from the Seattlest Flickr Pool. Happy Thanksgiving everyone!...

Thanksgiving doesn't allow for us Seattlesters to partake in our usual rock and roll lifestyles. Instead it's friends and family and mellow times about the house. Our drinking's liable to be more restrained and coordinated with a heavy meal of rich food. (Seattlest Geoff offered some choice beer recommendations earlier this week for those who've got a pit-stop planned on the way to grandmother's house tomorrow.) And according to the weather report, it's going to be cold but clear tomorrow, with morning to afternoon sunshine to make that drive a little more pleasant.

Retailers have been slopping their Christmas come-ons into the weeks before Thanksgiving since at least 1986--that's the earliest citation Word Spy has for "Christmas creep," the retailers' own term for the phenomenon.

On our walk back up from the Pike Street Victrola the other day, we noticed a new store has arrived in the space that used to be a...what?...ethnic foods, was it? We always meant to go in and see. But we didn't. Not even during the "Going Out of Business" sale.

Six Organs of Admittance is one man--Ben Chasny--and whoever he gets to come along for the ride. Shelter From the Ash, Chasny's ninth album under the Six Organs name (out today), features contributions from his Comets on Fire bandmate Noel Harmonson, Elisa Ambrogio of Magik Markers, and Superwolf/Zwan's Matt Sweeney. The album is a freak-folk magnum opus, full of well-restrained improvisations and fluid ruminations, considered and varied instrumentation (electric, electro, and acoustic), hypnotic vocals, and genre-melding that runs the spectrum from slowcore to psych rock and everything in between. For the time being, Chasny's doing a series of solo Six Organs of Admittance in-store dates on the West Coast before touring all proper-like come early 2008. So expect less weirdo post-folk noise and more intensive finger-picking (see above). He hits Seattle on Thanksgiving Eve for a free in-store at Sonic Boom Capitol Hill. This is your only chance to see Chasny before (gulp) next year. Like you've got a reason to stay in on a four-day weekend.

It’s almost Thanksgiving and we’ve yet to deliver any holiday recipes. We feel deep shame. If there was a Seattlest penalty box, we would sit in it.

As if The Terrorists haven't already been winning by employing their agents, the American Indian, to poo-poo on our Thanksgiving parade of turkey, football, and/or explaining your deviant behaviors to your meddlesome aunts and uncles whom you only see once a year. This time, worst of all, our very own government is getting in on the act. Are you flying this holiday and wondering if you can bring aboard your grandmother's delicious jelly or your uncle's savory gravy? The answer is a resounding No! according to the Keystone Cops. Pack your mother's tangy salsa in checked baggage or have it shipped! Here's the list of un-American gels and liquids:

Saturday, Tera will give herself a VIP tour at the opening of Aritzia. She will follow this potentially hectic event by introducing a friend to her newest wine obsession - Twisted Cork. Sunday she will trek to Qwest and root for Chicago, uh, eh, oops...Seattle. Yes, root for the Seahawks. Jack's heading to the Showbox proper tonight to see Canadian indie pop band Stars. Sunday, he's hoping to see Rex Grossman slip into old...

Jack has already mentioned Stars at the Showbox, and Katelyn's put the word out about Grayskul and Hangar 18 at Chop Suey. That leaves us to mention M.I.A. and the Cool Kids at Showbox SoDo, or, if you like things a little more old-school, Mudhoney is at El Corazon. Here they are playing "Hate the Police" in Prague: