JOE'S CARCASS IN THE COOLER!

Two days after Thanksgiving..... Chef Joseph (high-hat-on-head, as is his wont) was ready to render his turkey carcass into a hearty stock for soup, soufflés and other serendipity dishes of distinction.

But wait! "My carcass? My carcass! Where’s my carcass!” rang out thru the house Saturday morning! Scarey stuff! Ol' Joe's friendly face grew grey and gruesome as he poked a finger in our faces, “Whadya’ do with my carcass!” We didn’t know whether to laugh or run for shelter!

Could it be in the fridge? Nah, that’s already packed full with festive leftovers. Could it perchance have ended up in the 10 huge trash bags out by the curb? Oh, perish the thought! Worse yet, could Fiona, Siobhan and Wolfie have dragged it off to a corner somewhere for a private canine repast? Nah, we would see the little leftovers dangling on their chins. All of a sudden Kim remembered, “Joe! Joe! I know! It’s out on the deck with all the booze. YOUR CARCASS IS IN THE COOLER! dear Chef Joe!”

What a transformation! Within seconds Joe’s jaw relaxed, his tears dried and.... somewhat like the sun coming from behind an angry cloud.... an ol’ friendly smile lit his face once again. Very touching. At this writing Joe’s carcass is simmering on yonder stove. Chef Joe hums ever so softly an ancient Etruscan hymn, an integral part of his stock preparation. And he keeps stirring. And stirring. And stirring his savory carcass. Yes, the whole scene is so ....uh, ‘touching'.

As witnessed by: -- The Cornmiester

International playboy and bon vivant Sheik Kommon Ahwanna Layya Damiyeen and his woman, Princess Ali-Baba Boobs Shannoon.

Joined us from their American estate in Montclair-autre-Terre to celebrate the holiday.

Guest of honor....sorta....kinda!

Cousin Tom Turkey ....with some hesitation...hiked up from Pike Creek Valley for the celebration.

Luscious turkey dinner! Thank you, Pat and Joe!

Such a beautfiful, extended family celebration of thankgiving for all the good things in our lives.

Thanks to whom? Well, that's for each of us to decide.

Mike and Kay! You were with us....virtually!

What! Meal prayers first! Damn....I'm hungry!

Ma Mere! Skip the gravy this time. Hit me with those creamed onions! Si'l vous plait!

Ohhh, Chris and Pat! You abandoned us for four days....to spend the time with ....three damn dogs!

You'd better make it up to us...or, we're walkin'!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING IN RETRO!

Now....about Christmas!