Gobble, Gobble, Baby!

I can't remember why my sister and I used to take such great joy out of saying that to each other on Thanksgiving. Whatever the reason was then, now it's just one of those dumb things we say that make us laugh for no apparent reason. Isn't that what having sisters is all about any way? Laughing at things for no apparent reason? Like cantaloupe. And cheese sauce. And pretzels. Yes, food can be hilarious. In honor of the holiday, I'd like to take turkey for example.

Who decided that a turkey would be a bird you eat on Thanksgiving and a good nickname for small children? Add that to the fact that in bowling, three strikes makes a turkey. And it's a small country in Europe. So are you calling the kid a domesticated bird used for food, three strikes, or a country? Why are three strikes in baseball not called a turkey? If you look up the word in the dictionary, it is also used to describe a person who is inept or undesirable. So, does that mean that turkey is undesirable? Even if it tastes good? Or maybe three strikes are undesirable. I guess in baseball they are, but in bowling they aren't. Or maybe the kid you call a turkey is undesirable. A turkey can also be an event that fails badly . . . so, why does the turkey become the symbol of Thanksgiving? Do we want that kind of bad karma on our holidays?

Well, I for one am grateful for hilarious foods. Like cantaloupe. And cheese sauce. And pretzels. And turkey. Gobble, Gobble, baby!