Tuesday, March 5, 2019
One Thanksgiving years ago, Robin asked her Mother and I, her new step-father, to bring a small turkey for the family dinner. We cooked two birds, one as a gag-gift and another for the dinner itself. When we showed Robin the stuffed Cornish Game Hen and told her it was the smallest turkey we could find, her jaw nearly hit the floor and had a panic looked on her face. We than gave her the real turkey as part of dinner, although she enjoyed the last laugh on us by serving me the game hen for dinner. A good laugh was had by all on a wonderful Thanksgiving Day.
