First Thanksgiving party of the year last night.  The hostess (a fellow American, naturally) had all the guests make hand turkeys, which the Brits were surprised to learn I personally did every year at Sunday school (and sometimes grade school, too).  Too bad I seemed to know the least about what a turkey actually looks like… redeemed by my inclusion of copious amounts of American stereotypes (including an inaccurate Abe Lincoln  a totally accurate Rutherford B. Hayes beard).  Also note:  my friend’s ‘Cubist’ turkey called ‘Rabbit’.

First Thanksgiving party of the year last night.  The hostess (a fellow American, naturally) had all the guests make hand turkeys, which the Brits were surprised to learn I personally did every year at Sunday school (and sometimes grade school, too).  Too bad I seemed to know the least about what a turkey actually looks like… redeemed by my inclusion of copious amounts of American stereotypes (including an inaccurate Abe Lincoln a totally accurate Rutherford B. Hayes beard).  Also note:  my friend’s ‘Cubist’ turkey called ‘Rabbit’.