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Thanksgiving in the Philippines

I read+ In the den on November 2, 2026
No AI was used in writing this post. Note: human writers do use emdash occasionally.
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Two years ago, I was combing through my hard drive when I unearthed photos of pickled vegetables in Mason jars. They were taken years earlier when I was very much into Mason jars and pickling. I thought I’d write about the experience and started reading up to get my pickling vocabulary up-to-date. But, as I read about pickled vegetables, I found myself moving into a totally different direction. Thanksgiving, of all things. In the Philippines.

Pickled vegetables were present in the earliest Thanksgiving dinners

Or most likely were. Explorers and pilgrims alike endured long sea voyages to reach what would later be called America. And there was no way to preserve food on those voyages except to cure them. Meat and fish were salted and dried; vegetables were pickled. Both methods of food preservation were brought over and practiced in the New World. If you need more evidence about the significance of pickled food in America, try this.


The United States of America was named after a pickle merchant — the Italian Amerigo Vespucci. Until he himself became an explorer, he was a ship chandler who supplied pickled food, among others things, to sailors as early as the days of Christopher Columbus.

Thanksgiving was celebrated in the Philippines during the colonial era

All that reading about pickles on the Thanksgiving table led me to more articles including a scanned copy of a newspaper published in 1898 that mentioned the first celebration of the American holiday in the Philippines. You’ll find the newspaper clipping I mentioned earlier via this link. Scroll to the right then down a bit until you see a small article entitled “Thanksgiving in Philippines”. Note that the article was published in December 30, 1898 — just 20 days after the Treaty of Paris was signed and Spain ceded the Philippines (along with Cuba, Puerto Rico and Guam) to the United States for a measly sum of $20M.

It wasn’t a one-time thing — that first Thanksgiving that was attended mostly by American military officers and the British consul. It appears that from 1901 until 1935, Governor-Generals proclaimed Thanksgiving as a national holiday in the Philippines. Same date as American Thanksgiving. Fourth Thursday of November.

When the Commonwealth of the Philippines was established in 1935, President Manuel L. Quezon continued to decree the American Thanksgiving Day as a National Holiday. This public practice continued until the outbreak of World War II.

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I was surprised, really. My grandparents had three children by 1935 (my father, the youngest, was born in 1935) and they were in the cured meat business (ham and other deli). If Thanksgiving was widely observed in the Philippines, they would have been in the thick of it. And I would have heard stories. My brother and I grew up next door to our grandparents, we spent almost as much time in their house as we did in ours, and our grandmother never tired of telling us tales of yesteryears — from the American colonial period to the Japanese occupation to the American liberation at the end of World War II. Not once was Thanksgiving mentioned. NOT ONCE. Neither have I heard anything about Thanksgiving in the Philippines from other older relatives.

So, I wonder which Filipinos celebrated Thanksgiving back then. I come from a middle class family and no one’s ever mentioned Thanksgiving. Was it just the ultra rich that partied with the American colonial officers and settlers who celebrated Thanksgiving? Did they celebrate Thanksgiving in their own houses — as testament to their willingness to adapt to the culture of their new colonial masters — or did they just mingle at Thanksgiving parties thrown by white people?

In whatever way Thanksgiving was celebrated during the American colonial and Commonwealth periods, it came to a stop when the Japanese invaded. Not surprising.

Thanksgiving was a special public holiday from 1944 to 1965

What’s surprising was that “After the Second World War, the Thanksgiving Day tradition was continued as a special public holiday, declared for the years 1944 to 1965 by Presidents Osmeña to Marcos.” That’s from the same linked quote above. But, really? My parents were lawyers with a toddler and an infant by 1965. If Thanksgiving had been part of their lives, we would have heard later when we were old enough to appreciate holidays. We heard nothing.

Neither has my husband heard about Thanksgiving in the Philippines from his own parents. And his parents, just as middle class but a decade or so older than mine, were more American in their ways — their food at home, their colognes and their Hollywoodsy looks. Seriously. From the photos I’ve seen, my late mother-in-law could have given 1950s film actresses a run for their money. I’ve listened to her rather nostalgic recollection of weddings, christenings, and Christmas and New Year parties from long ago. But Thanksgiving? Zero.

The thing is, a government-declared holiday with no cultural roots never really become part of the national psyche. Thanksgiving is American and colonization did not make us Americans. After 1965, Thanksgiving celebration in the Philippines was headed into oblivion.

Martial law anniversary became Thanksgiving Day

In September 21, 1972, Ferdinand Marcos issued Proclamation No. 1081 placing the country under Martial Law. Thanksgiving was moved to the same date.

I’m a Martial Law baby. From the time I was in pre-school all the way to college, Marcos was president. I was already in law school when he fled following the 1986 EDSA Revolution.

If Filipinos truly observed September 21 as National Thanksgiving Day in any meaningful way, I would have known about it. I was old enough to remember any Thanksgiving celebration or mention of it. But, growing up, September 21 felt more like a day of nothing. Nothing Day because it was the day Marcos took everything from the Filipinos.

Do I want a return of Thanksgiving Day in the Philippines? So long as it is free from colonial mentality, partisan politics, religion, regionalism and crass commercialism. And definitely not on the fourth Thursday of November nor on the 21st of September. No traditional menu — we all eat as we please. I’d much prefer that over Christmas.


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Lawyer by education, writer by passion, photographer by necessity, and good food, coffee and wine lover forever. I write about anything and everything that I find interesting.

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