Annabel Soper’s latest ‘Catch up on Cornwall Campus’ tells a tale of cold coastal storms and an improvised Thanksgiving meal…
So batten down the hatches, crawl into your shelters, the famous winter storm is coming in! This is currently the latest excitement in Cornwall. The weather. Winter is really here, and with it woolly jumpers, log fires and a whole load of hot chocolate.

The best part of our cosy, quirky student house in Falmouth is its large kitchen and living room, making it a great place for people to come over. Being typical students, we will take any excuse for a party – if by party you mean a wood burner, cheese and ice cream tasting, and the odd fort made up in the lounge. In Falmouth, as I mentioned last time, due to the lack of typical student night-life you have to get creative.
Last year around this time, after Halloween decorations came down, we gave it a few days before the winter twitches started – the wrong person went out on X-Factor, and we were twiddling our thumbs when it came to me – “Thanksgiving night!”
After a brief description to my non-American housemates of the story of Thanksgiving – harvests and all that – we decide to have a Thanksgiving evening, inviting all the American friends we know (two) and some others who never miss out on free food.
Shopping was interesting. We decided Iceland (the store) was our best bet, seeing as neither of us are particularly known for our cooking – my housemate still holds the cooking medal for burning rice for a meal that rendered the pan unusable.
It wasn’t long after we had picked up the frozen peas, parsnips, sprouts, beans, sweet corn and carrots that we found the turkey.
Neither of us had even seen the roasting of a turkey before, let alone roast one ourselves, and we were particularly pleased to read that it only took 40 minutes to roast! Amazing! Why our parents made such a fuss at Christmas time we didn’t know. So off we trotted back home.

We started cooking/microwaving our Thanksgiving dinner an hour before our guests arrived. Plenty of time to roast a turkey…
It was only after half an hour and it still being rock solid that we looked closer at the cooking instructions: 40 minutes per kilo. Oops.
Oh well, live and learn. Not long after that useful revelation, our guests started to arrive. Luckily our third housemate was around to entertain them in the living room and keep them out of the kitchen. If they were to peek through however, they would have witnessed me hacking at the frozen turkey and tearing parts off, while my housemate ran back and forth between the microwave and oven, swapping bits of meat between them.
Fast forward twenty minutes, and we were all calmly seated around our kitchen table, tucking into a delicious, home cooked Thanksgiving dinner. Not really the kind you read about, but we have years to practice! After all, it was free food so they couldn’t complain.
As far as we know, there were no ill effects from our creative cooking methods, and it was a great evening. As fun as it was though, I’m not sure we could handle another one this year, though as least if we do, we know not to only leave 40 minutes to roast an entire turkey.
It was probably one of the few – if not the only – Thanksgiving meals in Falmouth that year, given it is much less publicised than other holidays. I would recommend it though – it’s great fun preparing it, and a good excuse to get people over for a meal. In Cornwall Novembers especially, any excuse to be inside and eating is a good one! Good luck in the storms everyone, and love from Cornwall!
Annabel Soper
Read Annabel’s introduction to life on Cornwall Campus here.
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