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She gazes at the squash with longing in her eyes
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TURKEY!
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And the Native approached the Pilgrim with gifts of friendship
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Thanksgiving table
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Table for six
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Immmzzy in the kitchen
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Let there be light, brother
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Turkey Boy, the 55 year old pinecone turkey.
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I love watching his hands when he cooks.
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As you can see, the Pilgrims have already accepted many gifts from the Native Americans.
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The Pilgrims are wary. The children are shushed and kept indoors.
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The nice Native Americans bring gifts of blankets and beads.
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Father Sweetwater says, "Jesus is good."
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Nearby in the Native American village, Father Sweetwater teaches the chief and a fisherman about Jesus.
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A friendly Native American approaches a wary Pilgrim family. It is early November, 1621.
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Skin and cube your squatch
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Steaming the cubed squash
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cubed squash ready for squashing
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Chop your nuts and berries
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Squash it all together
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Squash it in pretty
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Now it just needs to go in the oven for ten minutes or so
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Browned and gorgeous