November 29 2008
Well, gang, everyone no doubt remembers the time a couple of years back when "Skip" Mariner cooked Easter Sunday dinner for the family, at which time his daughter "Trilene" said that the chicken was really good.
"Skip," of course, corrected her and told her that it was rabbit.
"Oh my God," she cried, "I’ve just eaten the Easter Bunny."
The little girl was traumatized. Had to go to therapy, and wouldn’t eat anything that "Skip" cooked for quite some time.
But the therapy was effective, and just recently she was beginning to eat her father’s cooking again. So it was, that "Skip" got the honor of cooking Thanksgiving dinner for the family.
Money being tight, and with no one giving away free turkeys this year, "Skip" decided that he’d cook cornish game hen instead.
They were cheaper, and there wouldn’t be as much leftovers. The sandwiches were all right, but casseroles and turkey soup he just couldn’t handle. Besides, game hens looked kind of cute, little girls should like that he thought.
Well, he cooked dinner, put it on the table and called his wife and "Trilene".
His wife beamed warmly at the pretty spread, and "Trilene" came around the corner of the dining room, and stopped dead in her tracks.
"Oh my God," she screamed, "we're going to eat a bunch of little baby turkeys."
And went crying from the room.
"Skip" looked at his wife, spread his hands open wide, and shrugged his shoulders.
His wife shook her head. "Gee Honey," she smiled, "I just can’t wait to see what you’ve got planned for Christmas."
Looks like more therapy.
Happy Holidays gang.

Till next week
Helga Biermeister
Secretary