Gobble, gobble
by chuckofish
This morning daughter #2 (home from college) and I made the annual trek to Schnuck’s Market to pick up the already-prepared and cooked turkey and cart-full of holiday food. Cheesy potatoes, anyone?
P.S. I almost hit a (giant) wild turkey on Lindbergh Blvd yesterday on the way to work. What kind of omen is that? Really, the turkey was as big as an ostrich. Clearly on the lam.
dual personalities 
I’m just baking my pumpkin pie now and I picked up my turkey this morning. I find turkeys a little alarming — such a large carcass. I’m hoping to get the husband to cook it — it will give him something to do (all that basting).