Hey Mr. Turkey! Get in my belly!
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving! Whoo frickin hoo!
I'm a foodie. You get that, right?
Anywho, today, one of my customers at work (no, I'm not a hooker) asked me, "Hey! Did you see that story on the news last night about the woman who's trying to raise TWO THOUSAND DOLLARS so her pet turkey can have cataract surgery?"
You have got to be shitting me.
Nope. He wasn't. Click here to read all about it.
I should contact this woman....tell her that I have a cheaper, more effective way to cure her turkey's cataracts.
It's called a butter bath....and a long, slow roasting at 350 degrees.
Yeah. Tomorrow? I'll definitely be one of those people wearing elastic waist pants. Bring it!
But I will definitely lay off of the pumpkin pie.
Because THIS is how it's really MADE:
Sorry. Couldn't resist.
Happy Thanksgiving, y'all!
From the bottom of my heart, I wish you all the best! Seriously.