pluck those feathers and truss that bird!

This is what I'll be doing today. Frantically searching for recipes to prepare and serve for tomorrow's guest of honor, Monsieur Turkey. Have I ever told you that once there was a turkey who resided on the other side of our fence? He was incredibly cool, funny, entertaining and functional...he would gobble at anyone in our yard who didn't live here. He was our watch-turkey. We don't know what became of him; one day, he was gone! Hmmmm...

I am thankful to the Pilgrims and the Indians for coming up with the phrase, "Can't we all just get along?" It was they who said that, wasn't it? And then the Indians ticked off the Pilgrims again and the Pilgrims threw the chief in the stockade...? No? That was Rodney King from the LA riots?

My history seems to be all mixed up...