Blackout Wednesday: A lucrative night for bars, but at what cost?

Wild pen-and-ink illustration of Thanksgiving Eve at a local bar.

Thanksgiving, a time of gratitude and family reunions, is shadowed by its lesser-known sibling, “Blackout Wednesday,” a night that paradoxically celebrates coming together and reveals some of the more challenging parts of our culture.

Also known as “Drinksgiving,” the day before Thanksgiving has become an unofficial holiday where bars and taverns across the nation see an astonishing surge in patronage, often surpassing even the revelry of New Year’s Eve. Why does this phenomenon occur? Let’s dig into the social and cultural ingredients that brew this unique cocktail.

First, Thanksgiving Eve marks the return of college students to their hometowns. Relieved from academic pressures and excited to reconnect with old friends, these young adults often find local bars an appealing venue to celebrate their mini-reunion. This influx significantly boosts local businesses, making Blackout Wednesday a lucrative night for many bar owners.

However, there’s a more somber undercurrent to this trend. The holiday season can be a magnet for emotional turmoil. Family members, already under the stress of the holidays, often confront unresolved issues and emotional baggage after returning home. For some, the easy accessibility of alcohol on Blackout Wednesday offers a temporary escape from these pressures.

There’s a broader, more introspective question to ponder: Are we, as a nation, leaning too heavily on alcohol as a social crutch? While it’s undeniable that social drinking is a deeply ingrained aspect of many cultures, the intensity of Blackout Wednesday’s festivities might prompt us to reflect on our collective relationship with alcohol.

So, how do we curtail the excesses of Blackout Wednesday? Awareness is key. Encouraging responsible drinking, offering more non-alcoholic social events, and promoting a culture of care where friends look out for each other are small but significant steps we can take. Local bars can also play a role by hosting events focusing more on community and less on consumption.

As we approach this Thanksgiving, let’s embrace the essence of the holiday: gratitude, togetherness, and reflection. Blackout Wednesday need not be a night of excess but can transform into a celebration of homecoming and fellowship. Remember, we contribute to a culture of responsible enjoyment every moment we choose moderation and mindfulness. Let this Thanksgiving Eve remind us of our ability to blend celebration with care, paving the way for a future where we can enjoy our traditions responsibly and joyfully.

Canadian crooners and crust: A Thanksgiving medley

Photo of a box of Mrs. Smith's frozen pumpkin pie and a can of Reddi dip whipped cream.

Ah, it’s almost that snug, cozy time of year: Thanksgiving.

No, I’m not early. I’m talking about Canadian Thanksgiving, the second Monday in October. This holiday came to mind today while I tarried in the frozen food section in search of something sweet and satisfying.

And that’s when I found my answer: Mrs. Smith’s frozen pumpkin pie. As I type this, my kitchen is filling up with an aroma like a slice of heaven.

But let me tell you, the best part is what I’m listening to while that pie’s getting golden brown. I’ve got a playlist chock-full of authentic Canadian country artists.

I’ve got a soft spot for the real deal regarding country music, and our North of the Border friends deliver. Artists like Blake Berglund, who’s all heart and soul, and Belle Plaine, whose melodies are as captivating as a prairie sunset. Or Corb Lund, who weaves a tale like no one else. And, of course, there’s Tim Hus, Colter Wall, and a whole slew more — as authentically Canadian as a jug of maple syrup.

So, this coming Canadian Thanksgiving, my gratitude isn’t aimed solely at a delicious pie and my good fortune to have enough to eat.

I’m also tipping my hat to Canada for gifting us some of the realest country music. Thanks to those genuine tunes serenading me in the background, every bite of that pumpkin pie will seem sweeter.

So here’s to a delightful slice of Mrs. Smith’s and hearty cheers to our northern neighbors for keeping country music real.