Deer Wiscats
It haz taken years & years to come to dis - dat da Lady iz a wittle weary of turkket. Always before she wuvved it to the last drop. But somehow, today, picking da bones furr da soup, hurr got fed-up. And it makes hurr hands, umm, fragrant...
She ate at da Dtrkit's house, but da Lady did a couple of side dishes. Thought she would do pumpkin pies, but dey were not requested, maybe because Dtr fixed Pumpkin cheescake wiv Praline topping. SO good and very pumpkin flavored.
Dis iz how da Lady loved Turkit. Years ago, when #1sonkit had da duty at wurrk, of distributing turkeys, employee perk, some of da workers refused because dey had no plans involving cooking a big meal. So dey asked him to just take it, whatever. So it ended wiv 5, yes, FIVE turkeys coming home. So dey ate turkey furr TDay and every Sunday in December. Ham furr Christmas day dinner.
Imagine doing turkey every Sunday. But she wuvved doing it and having big famwee meals. Da man now at da Bridge was alive den and #2sonkit at home, wiv #1sonkit. Da #1dtr lived in back wiv hurr famwee, inc. 3 kids & deir daddy. Old times, not furrgotten... Maybe 1986, a wong time ago...
Anyhow, hope efurrykit got his/hurr hart's content.
Wuv, Topaze
Now, I don't care about turkey myownself. So I passed on a few scraps, NO Bones, to da Rotties nextdoor. Deir cat Vito, a nice tuxie, got some over dere too.