34 years ago, my parents bought some property in the woods and built a little house with no electricity or running water. They really wanted to celebrate Thanksgiving in their own home, so they built a fire and roasted hot dogs.
Every year since then, we have hot dogs for brunch, outside around a fire, then we do Thanksgiving dinner later with extended family. Some years it rains like crazy, some years it's ridiculously cold. Our extended family scoffs, but sooner or later they all show up