Gobble gobble, your face is a mess

If you're like any number of people (including me), you love food, and not in that weird way where you only eat persimmons for a year and poo on your lover's face to get him off, or in that other weird way where you eat lots and then throw it up because it's the only way you can cry.

We love food because it's delicious. So let's celebrate T-Day in style.
Me, I'm making Greek potato puree (skordalia) instead of mashies; cranberry jubilee; turkey stuffed with regular bread instead of crumbs; chinese style green beans; and a smallish turkey.

Speaking of small fowl, I just thought of a great term for a gathering of young men: veal sausage party.

Eat up, fools.