I suppose I could accept the idea that there might be some Icelander out there who is jealous that they did not get the opportunity to take Thursday off work and spend the entire day cooking a set of weird recipes based on a fabricated encounter between Native Americans and pilgrims, foods that never make anyone's normal meal time experience. But I can assure any such delusional Icelander that while the idea might sound good, and a few bites here and there are worth savoring, in general the food is heavy, greasy, gamey, and gives one an upset stomach. No one could, or would ever want to, eat like that everyday. Unfortunately, for those of us living in America, we are forced to try to eat a Thanksgiving meal not only on Thanksgiving day, but also for days and days afterwards, because of all the containers full of mashed potatoes, stuffing, cold chunks of turkey, and gloppy bits of gravy. In the last 5 days, I have only had one meal that has not involved some form of left overs from turkey day. That was the mozarella caprese sandwich that I bought today, which tasted absolutely amazing. I devoured that melty, tomatoey, basily toasty sandwich with such gusto that I had to lock myself in my office so no one could hear me ooh and ahh as I shoved it in my mouth with record speed. Obviously, I have a lot of pent up desire for some food not reheated from Thanksgiving.