Noon or evening meal? Or middle of the afternoon? We’ve always had it at about 1:00, but this year SIL changed to evening, and it’s really throwing me off.
We aim for 5 pm.
Whatever time gets us finished in time to watch the Dallas Cowboys play. That usually means around 2 pm. If the game is later, we tend to sit down about 3:30.
It’s an all-day gluttony affair. DH makes huge omelets or pancake breakfast. Right after the kitchen is cleaned up from that, I’m putting in the ham. Ham, shrimp cocktail and a charcuterie for lunch.
By that time we’re well on our way to a food coma so we need time to recover.
Turkey w gravy, mashed pots, stuffing, dill carrots, and yeast rolls around 6ish. Followed by apple pie and pumpkin cheesecake for anyone still standing.
We go to friends and the meal appetizers start at 4. Frankly, i wish it was earlier. Last year we went to my cousins…and they also started at…four.
Early to mid afternoon here. In-laws didn’t do Thanksgiving, while my parents always had an early main meal on Sundays and holidays. It worked when I started hosting once we had our kids and they were young. Then it worked because parents and in-laws were aging and wouldn’t have to drive in the dark. Now it’s just my mother left of that generation, and we pick her up and drop her off. We’d be fine in the dark, but she’s much more comfortable being home after dark.
I really like the idea of an evening meal, though. I’d enjoy looking forward to it as opposed to being done sooner.
Middle of the afternoon but kind of an all day eating fest…
Light breakfast, Turkey trot fundraiser 5K, brunch, appetizers, and then dinner around 4:30.
My family up north always does it between 1 and 2. Gives plenty of time to serve the ravioli/lasagna, clean those plates, serve the turkey, clean those plates then serve dessert and the older relatives can still get home before it’s too late!
Now that we live in FL and it’s usually just us and sometimes seem friends we usually do dinner closer to 4. I remember all the years of my mom getting up at 5am to start the turkey and I don’t want to have to do the same so I make it easier on myself. 
1-2pm for the most part. Somewhat influenced by when the Detroit Lions are playing (not my choice but whatever!)
This works perfect so that once we land back home (about an hour away from where we have dinner) around 8 we are all ready for dipping in for a small plate of leftovers!
I usually aim for 4, but somehow the meal’s always ready around 3.
We normally sit down around 2 pm for our dinner.
We usually aim for 5:30 or so and miss it by a bit. Earlier than a regular dinner, but not by that much. We have been doing Thanksgiving at the beach house my wife co-owns with her sisters since my parents’ death, and the kitchen is really inadequate for making a big, multi-course, multi-cook meal. A lot of careful scheduling goes on, but inevitably things slip.
And . . . we have been doing it at 5:30 on Friday. That lets my daughter and son-in-law spend Thursday with his family (about a two-hour drive from where we are for Thanksgiving), and lets our Canadian branch miss two days of work/school rather than three.
We host and aim for about 2pm. Older family comes from NY and PA and like to get home before it’s too late, and some go to other houses for dessert or a second dinner when we’re done!
Main meal: usually sometime between 2 and 3
Seconds: 5-6
Thirds: 8-9
If there is any left: next day breakfast
Usually around 2 or 3 pm. And we often go for a walk before we have dessert. Board games are always part of the day as well.
I like the earlier time because we are back home by 6, then can have our own cozy late supper with a movie. Oh well, I’ll make brunch for my family and turn it into a nice new routine.
We do an evening meal - around 6:30pm
We have dinner between 5:30 and 6:00 pm. For the last 10 years we’ve had the same core group spend the Thanksgiving weekend at our vacation home. (Usually it’s my daughters and their spouse/significant other, my son-in-law’s parents, plus other friends who don’t have family nearby.)
On Thanksgiving mornng almost everyone does the Turkey Plunge (an event to raise money for the local library). People walk/plunge into the Atlantic Ocean (in Massachusetts) which is freezing. Afterwards (even folks who don’t plunge go and observe the craziness) we go back to the house and my son-in-law makes a big breakfast. After everyone has recovered, there’s always a group that starts playing board games and another group that watches football.
Typically my sister says it will be ready at 12:30.
And we eat at about 3ish, give or take an hour. I go ahead and eat a decent breakfast, because this is an annual event. But DW usually shows up starving, and complains about it on the ride home. When I point out that she should have known better, it only makes things worse. . .
Holy Moly!!!