Post-Turkey Hangover
It’s a bit like a love hangover. For some unknown reason, my family is going to have a “second Thanksgiving” wherein we cook a smaller, freer turkey and use the leftover bits of fixings as accouterments. It makes sense to me, and I suppose it’s fairly easy to do, though the prospect of more tryptophan entering my bloodstream makes me instantly sleepy.
I’m so sleepy that I can’t even think of anything else to write at the moment.