I ordered my lovely heritage bronze -- or whatever they call it -- 12 lb. turkey from the Village Butcher weeks ago. And then yesterday, I got sick and spent the day on the couch, and completely forgot to go pick up my turkey! So, to the uttter glee of the vegetarian eight-year-old in the house, tomorrow we will be eating all the fixins, but no actual turkey. (Yes, I know I can just go to the grocery store and pick up a frozen turkey, but I'm too picky. The whole point of ordering the turkey in advance is so that it will be fresh and free-range and a heritage breed and all that.)
Don't feel too bad for me: it would have been my third Thanksgiving turkey this year anyway. I attended a turkey dinner fundraiser at my church last week, and my mother-in-law is making one tonight. So it's probably for the best that we'll be turkey-free tomorrow. Our plates are going to look hilarious, though, with stuffing, mashed potatoes, gravy, yams, carrots, greens, and no meat! Ha.
