How far would you drive for a meal? The holidays come and go every year and leave us asking ourselves the same question each time.
Obviously, holiday meals with our families are a little different than picking up a prize-winning barbecue pork sandwich out in the country (and depending on what kind of family you have, you might be more willing to bend over backward for the latter). But everyone's experienced their fair share of family guilt trips during the holiday season. Maybe you didn't visit Meemaw enough over the course of the year or your out-of-town sibling has a new kid that you haven't met yet, but the message remains the same: Nobody is willing to compromise their own comforts for the holiday season but insists on preaching 'Family first' to everyone else.
Read on for the details of this holiday planning debacle that plays out a little too close to home–or in the case of u/happy_angry-octopus, too FAR from home.
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