
This year, two turkeys were excused from their "guests of honor" duties at the dinner table, but I'm guessing there are probably other sneaky feathered friends out there, taking a cue from distant relatives migrating south for the winter. For those who are able to fly the coop, I hope they're traveling to the tropics and catching a suntan, rather than surrounded by trimmings on a platter and getting basted to a buttery golden brown!
Happy Thanksgiving!