Why a Thanksgiving turkey is like buying a pair of shoes


Buying a Thanksgiving turkey is like buying a pair of shoes…

It has to fit!

In your refrigerator.

Right now I’ve got an 18-pounder cozying up to my OJ and milk ready for tomorrow.

I don’t know about you, but I can already smell the turkey cooking in the oven and it’s only Wednesday. I love turkey with homemade dressing, gravy, and all the yummy trimmings. And who the heck cares about the calories?

Not me. I love each and every one of them.

But the holiday is about more than enjoying a great meal.

It’s also about remembering all those great meals we had many Thanksgivings ago…and being thankful for each and every one of them.

I’ll never forget the Thanksgiving dinner I made for the troops. I was part of U.S. Army Special Services in Italy and we had Army and Air Force where I was stationed on a base near Florence. I swear the entire Southern European Task Force showed up when they found out I was cooking turkeys at the Service Club.

We started out with two turkeys and I ended up requisitioning more supplies for dressing and veggies. I can’t tell you the craziness of that day—and night—running back and forth between my little kitchen in the service club with my big, ole clunker stove and the mess hall (two of my Army guys jumped in and cooked a turkey for me in their big oven along with a giant pot of mashed potatoes); I even got the Officers Club in on the action and they cooked a turkey with their fancy dressing.

We served turkey and dressing, mess hall-style mashed potatoes with bucketloads of gravy and peas to the troops who wandered in from the afternoon till midnight. Every one of the guys came in hungry and left a happy man.

And that was the best Thanksgiving of all.


Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!


PS: My time in Italy inspired my holiday novella: “A Soldier’s Italian Christmas” (O’Casey Brothers in Arms 1): a soldier and a nun fall in love in war torn Italy in December 1943.)


Posted on November 27, 2013, in Amazon, Christmas, Italian, Italy, Kindle, romance, soldier, Thanksgiving, Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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