buying local is fun

i bought a turkey from the lady who raised it for tomorrow's feast. i went to her house, a mere 3 miles from where i currently reside, where the bird had roamed free with heaps of freinds and no wierd chemicals, and traded green paper for the tasty carcass in her kitchen while her cat was running around doing cat like things and her daughter was watching tv. her name is cristin ann. thank you for your delicious turkey, cristin ann.

on a side note - cristin ann's 8 year old daughter is a vegetarian. not because she has feelings for the animals, but because she does not like to chew that much.