Despite the fact that I have had a booklet of Thanksgiving recipes on my blog for years, it's applying to me less and less.
Last year I did host Thanksgiving dinner at my house. Since I'm one step short of veg*n these days (eggs and honey are still on my list) and didn't feel like handling a raw turkey, I bought the majority of the traditional entrees pre-cooked and just heated them up. I made butternut squash ravioli and a few other non-traditional foods for me and my vegetarian aunt to enjoy. You'd think it would have been less effort than a regular feast meal, but it was still exhausting.
This year I think I'm inclined to go to a restaurant instead. Today I had lunch at my favorite plant-based place and looked wistfully at their Thanksgiving advertisement on the table, but I know I'm going to end up picking at side dishes at a mainstream restaurant. I haven't pinned down where we'll go yet, but I already know I'm not in the mood to cook for two days so a handful of people can eat it all in 20 minutes.
I wish it were acceptable to have Thanksgiving brunch and then free everyone to go their separate ways for dinner, but I suspect tradition is too ingrained for that.
I'll figure something out.