A normal person who moved into a house where wild turkeys wandered the backyard might be inclined to ignore them until they went away. A normal person, once these turkeys disappeared, might describe the parting as fortunate. But since moving into our house, replete with flock of wild turkeys, my family and I have done our darnedest to bond with these big birds.
Top o’ the morning to you! While you may be enjoying Irish soda bread, drinking Irish coffee or sneaking one more Irish potato, I am dreaming of a humongous turkey sandwich, slathered in mayo, sitting atop a mountain of mashed potatoes with gravy and dressing and cranberry sauce and ….!!!!!!!!!!
Oooh baby, when you gobble, it makes me SALIVATE.