The Last Laugh. "Can you please identify your turkey?" Win a book!
Happy Tuesday. My husband calls me often from his office and for some reason, today he brings up an age old debate that has gone on for several years in our house. The Frozen Turkey dilemma. Well, I figured I'd bring the debate to my readers and get your opinion on who was right and wrong. We were driving home and spot a large white object in the road. I get out and pick up a fully frozen, still wrapped Butterball turkey. A big sucker and pricey too. I get in the car with this thing, giggling because its not every day you find your road kill already cleaned, packaged and ready to eat. Hubby looks at this bird and enthusiastically declares that he doesn't have to go buy us one for Thanksgiving now. Like hell. I'm NOT chancing cooking a turkey that I have no idea where it came from, how it got in the road etc, etc... oh, we playfully argue over this for some time. He insist it fell out o...