While at my Aunt Helen's 90th birthday party yesterday, I was showing off some of my better photos of my pbc cooks. Well her son's place (my cousin, of course) is where we usually end up on thanksgiving, and it was to him that I was showing these photos. Well as fate would have it, my wife (who *hates* turkey) volunteers me to do a pbc turkey this year. Of course this I've never done before. There promises to be somewhere on the order of twenty people there I expect. Needless to say I'm scared to friggin death because:
- I've never done a turkey of any size!
- It's a 90 minute drive down the mass turnpike at 3:00 am to get to my cousin's place!
- It can be three times that amount of time to drive on Thanksgiving day!!!
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