Saturday Surprise — Thanksgiving!

Last Sunday I was at the grocery store doing my usual weekly food shopping when I noticed at the back of the store where the butcher shop and meat reside, a coffin filled with turkeys.  Hmmm … my thoughts were that they were jumping the gun a bit, that it was too early for turkeys to start appearing.  Then on Wednesday I had an email from Betty Crocker, the subject of which read “Only 8 more sleeps ‘til Thanksgiving”.  Say WHAT???  No way!  It can’t already be … I looked at my calendar … FORNACAZONI!!!

Where did summer go?  Where has the year gone?  How did this happen?

Well, the reality is that Thanksgiving is only 5 days now, and I, who am usually well-prepared, with menus planned, supplies and groceries bought, am wondering if the local pizza place delivers on Thanksgiving.  Sigh.

Well, knowing that I wasn’t going to make it go away by ignoring it (I tried that once – it didn’t work), yesterday morning I bounced out of bed, cleaned out the fridge to make room for a 24-pound turkey, spent a few minutes with our friend & neighbor, Maha, discussing the arrangements, and then trotted out after Chris got home to buy the turkey.  I haven’t named him yet, so feel free to offer suggestions.  Last year’s was either Ralph or Rusty … I forget which.  What?  Of course I always name our turkeys!  How else would I distinguish this one from another one?  He died just to grace our table and fill our bellies … the least we can do is give him a name!

So anyway, in honour of the fact that next week is Thanksgiving, I thought I would make today’s post a bit of Thanksgiving humour!

I really loved this one … especially the punch line …

The Turkey Popped Out of the Oven


The Turkey popped out of the oven

and rocketed in to the air;

It knocked every plate off the table

and partly demolished a chair.

It ricocheted into a corner

and burst with a deafening boom,

Then splattered all over the kitchen,

completely obscuring the room.

It stuck to the walls and the windows,

it totally coated the floor,

There was turkey attached to the ceiling,

where there had never been turkey before..

It blanketed every appliance,

it smeared every saucer and bowl;

There wasn’t a way I could stop it;

that turkey was out of control.

I scraped and I scraped with displeasure

and thought with chagrin as I mopped,

That I would never again stuff a turkey

with popcorn that hadn’t been popped.

written by Jack Prelutsky

No Turkey Died – But….

When I was a kid in Indiana, we thought it would be fun to get a turkey a year ahead of time and feed it and so on for the following Thanksgiving. But by the time Thanksgiving came around, we sort of thought of the turkey as a pet, so we ate the dog.  Only kidding.  It was the cat. – David Letterman

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From the Butterball hotline …

butterballThanksgiving Dinner on the run. A woman called 1-800-323-4848 to find out how long it would take to roast her turkey. To answer the question, the Talk-Line home economist asked how much the bird weighed. The woman responded, “I don’t know, it’s still running around outside.”

Then there’s the time a lady was picking through the frozen turkeys at the grocery store, but couldn’t find one big enough for her family. She asked a stock boy, “Do these turkeys get any bigger?” The stock boy replied, “No ma’am, they’re dead.”

And how about a few Thanksgiving ‘toons …


toon-yHave a fun ‘n tasty holiday, my friends, and if you travel for the holiday, do so safely!

20 thoughts on “Saturday Surprise — Thanksgiving!

  1. Oh dear, I am a Vegan – Turkey just won’t do
    Can you celebrate Thanksgiving with some other food?
    It might sound trite
    but it just ain’t right
    To eat all of our animal friends too.

    Wishing you a happy Thanksgiving Jill. (I shall ignore that you eat Turkey) but hope you have an enjoyable plant based feast too. 😘

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  2. Pardon me, Jill, but let me take you back to the store, coming into the meat department. You saw a “coffin” full of dead turkeys??? Is that some kind of sick advertising joke? Please, tell me you don’t condone such a gimmick! I would never shop at that store again…

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    • Okay, I apologize. Gail just informed that the freezers are called coffins. I take back my last comment, I never knew that. But still, a coffin? Just the idea makes my stomach turn, and usually I can stomach anything.

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    • No no no … not THAT kind of a coffin! You know those stand alone things that have frozen chicken, lunch meat, bacon, whatever … they are not attached to the wall, but are rather like open refrigeration units in the middle of the floor? In the grocery world, those are known as coffins. My friend Herb is a planogram analyst for Giant stores in New England and along the east coast, and I have learned the ‘lingo’ from him! I swear I wasn’t being macabre!


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