"Pie," Theodore agreed, "is rather delicious, and always worth eating. The first time I had pumpkin pie, I was seventeen. Still in school at Lindmarch," he said, remembering. "Jamie - and we were only friends, then - wanted to show me what American Thanksgiving was all about. He got the kitchens to make the turkey, the gravy, the stuffing - which I thought looked like couch filling," he laughed. "Everything. And you know, it was very likely the nicest thing anyone had ever done for me. I think because of that, I've always preferred Thanksgiving to Christmas. It was always the 'big' holiday, for us. Christmas was quiet, even when Elaine was young. There were presents, and a tree, of course, but it wasn't hectic, like I think some people make it. Just a day to be a family." His eyes crinkled in a smile.
"But, I think you're on to something," he added, pulling himself out of nostalgia. "I believe I read recently that anything you eat that's outside the zip code of your residence has no calories." He took a forkful of the pumpkin roll, savoring it.