Next Year, Bring on the Hormones and Antibiotics

The cornbread is magnificent. I managed to avoid eating more than one slice, and I decided to give Marv and Maynard a piece of the action. Now I’m fixing pecan pies.

I like pecan pie, but there is something basically wrong with eating a pie which is mostly sugar. It’s just an odd thing to choose to do. These should be pretty good. I jacked up the butter, and I added JD. I used Kirkland pecans. So the blessing of Costco is upon my pies.

I am going to brine the turkey. I just don’t trust all-natural meat.

Oh boy. I’m worried. I just read an article suggesting my fears are justified. It says fresh turkeys can be bland and “heavy,” whatever that means. Dang it. I knew better than to take a hormone-free bird grown by filthy hippies at face value.

I may as well get to it.