Over the years we have done the T-Day shopping thing in a lot of diverse places but the time that stands out was in France. Luckily in France they do not have the hormonal monstrosities we think of as "turkey" in the US of A but still with our tiny oven on the boat any turkey was problematic...
So tape measure in hand, we were measuring all the available turkeys to find one that would fit. The guy in the shop did not quite understand and he thought we were from some government agency and doing some sort of control on turkeys. Of course, once we laid waste to his fears of some huge Euro fine he quite got into the exercise and we had a pretty fun time measuring turkeys...
As it happens, we are anchored about a hundred yards from where we lost Loose Moose 2 and while LM2 is now part of the great Bovoni landfill here on St Thomas the same stove that we had to measure turkeys for never made it to land fill and is most likely home to a grouper or some such (though not a very BIG grouper). Truth be told, while we still mourn the loss of Loose Moose, I was more than happy to see the stove go as it was a cantankerous evil beast at the best of times!
And, So it goes...
A happy T Day to all!
