Turkey Quest

I had the loan of a car yesterday from Jer & Sar. I took the opportunity to get groceries, since the next car loan looks like it's starting on Turkey Day, not a useful time to shop.

So, to the Stop&Shop after work, mostly to get the bird itself. Last week they'd had fresh kosher turkeys of reasonable size (10-12 lb), but it was too far before the Day-That-Requires-Turkey to buy a fresh bird. I assumed there would be more of them last night, too. I went to the back of the store, and found that case filled with jumbo (17, 20, 25 lb) nonkosher turkeys, also some ham. No sight of any Empire birds. I asked one of the meat department workers, and he said they were all out, there was a shipment coming in tomorrow. But I don't have a car then! He paused a moment, then said he'd go and check in the back, just in case. I waited and waited, staring at huge packaged hams. And he returned... bearing the last kosher turkey in the store; apparently someone had reserved it, then changed plans. So I am now the owner of a small (9.5 lb) fresh turkey (I've only ever used frozen before). I'm pleased to have one so small, actually; I think that the reason people end up with sawdust instead of white meat is that the overbred puffed-up turkeys have to cook too long. Smaller birds are easier. If I had more people coming, I'd get another, rather than a larger, one.
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Got garlic?

I bought something unplanned last night; just too unexpected to pass up. In the freezer case, by the veggies, there was a small package with little individually frozen cubes of garlic. Pop one out and use as fresh, no need to defrost. Packaged somewhere in Israel. I couldn't resist. Of course, I'll probably never think to look in the freezer for garlic, so who knows how long it'll stay there...

One year later

A year ago I made my first LJ post. It felt a bit strange, posting for an audience larger than just me. Now it seems more usual.

Anyway. In celebration, I will now host a virtual LJ party, here in the comments. Bring what you will. Virtual bacon-wrapped scallops are welcome! And, hey, an open bar for them's that wants it.

[background clink of glasses and murmur of interesting conversation. wafting smells of intriguing hors d'oevres. silly hats. silly faces. bad puns. some dancing in the corner.]