Don’t be a turkey!
(Or a pig…)
Be sure to give thanks—no matter what you’re stuck with…
(More to come…)
LOL, that photo is too much. I was thinking about you not half an hour ago, wondering if you were doing a turkey dinner in Paris, and then poof! I hop online and find your comment. Happy Thanksgiving right back at you. That’s not a pig leg is it? It looks like a deer leg. I should hopefully know, as my two dogs have 8 of them scattered and buried around the yard. Talk about a Happy Thanksgiving! : )
Well don’t smell it’s feet.
Wait a minute. Is that the same pig you wanted us to come over and eat next week?
Because I might have to wash my hair that day.
Happy Thanksgiving David.
Happy Serrano Jamon day to you too.
I think you should have stuck with the halibut…
You just made me laugh for two minutes. Not bad on the morning after the national gorge fest (but this year, it was much better). I hope you found something suitable to eat.
Too bad for your little friend, but it was very funny! It must be almost like thanksgiving for you every day, living in Paris with all that bread and chocolate! I would certainly be thankful for that alone.
Great photo! As my dad used to say to me in Italian, “che la faccia”. (What a face!). Happy TG over the pond.
Maybe it is a prosciutto from the cinta senesi, the black-footed pig of Tuscany. Yum!