Its been snowing lightly all day and briskly cold, brrr. So my thoughts are wandering to the warmth of the oven in anticipation of turkey dinner, home made stuffing and boiled cranberries, mmm. My mouth is already watering. I am so glad my father taught me how to stuff a turkey, his were the best. I don't go in for those fatty butter stuffed gobblers, no mine has to be draped with strips of bacon and basted in its own juices as it cooks.
As it will be a quiet Christmas this year I am thinking that a christmas picnic would be a wonderful plan. Pack up turkey sandwiches and coca, bundle up warmly and search out wing flash of bird color. I wonder if my chauffeur will agree.
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