I love the ritual of the Thanksgiving bird!
At my in-laws, I have inherited the honors of:
The sharpening. This is where the ancient balde, made from an old hand saw, is brought out and sharpened. It is accompanied by much beer consumption, black olives, radishes, peppers, green onions and whatever else is left over from the past summer's garden. I have managed to drag out the sharpening ritual to a good 2 hours. Let me tell you, it beats the h#ll out of the year that my Father-in-law made me clean out the sewer line prior to Thanksgiving dinner.
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