So P and I headed out to Mystic Lake about 3-ish, got into the ginormous line, moved through it for about an hour, and then pitched into the food. Actually, after about an hour in line she had to check the plumbing and I needed to sit down because the sciatica in my left leg was bothering me, as it does whenever I stand up for an extended period. Human frailties aside, the buffet was worth waiting for. There were ample supplies of well-prepared traditional Thanksgiving fare plus the usual prime rib and ethnic food besides, and of course the dessert table was laden with all manner of caloricious goodies.
Next year I expect I'll be eating Thanksgiving dinner in a different time zone completely, God and the Virginia Department of Education willing.