With this shabbas being during Thanksgiving weekend, I knew a lot of people weren't going to be around in addition to being invited to someone's for lunch who goes to the Bridge Shul (Washington Heights Congregation), I decided I would not attend Mt. Sinai this shabbas. It ended up being that I davened alone for every davening except Saturday morning, which was fine. I found the experience interesting, as there were maybe 35-40 men and maybe a dozen or so women at the Bridge Shul, though I was told that there are usually 20 or so more people usually there. With such a small turnout, I found it slightly amusing when about a half dozen men left conspicuously before the haftarah reading, ostensibly for a kiddush club. The rabbi's sermon consisted of two parts, neither of them having to do with each other, the first part of which was a story about someone who spoke at the first Zionist conference and the second part being about לשוח בשדה in this week's parasha. When he said about what he was going to speak when he started, I thought, "Oh no, he's going to talk about prayer." However, he also offered the other alternative, that it could have been related to planting bushes or something along those lines. I was actually happy with how he spoke about those two possibilities. The cholent during kiddush was incredible and I had to go for a second bowl. I highly recommend it. After lunch at Hillel Deutsch's (which included some chocolate liqueur :)), I got me a mix of reading and sleeping, preceded by davening מנחה, then followed by davening מעריב. It was a relaxing shabbas.