My sweet little dinosaur pals

Here's an intriguing local food idea that I hope takes off. Maybe someday we can emulate it in this country.

In related news, our Thanksgiving this year will not be quite as local as usual. All three of our young Blue Slate turkeys have turned out to be hens--friendly, winsome hens that we cannot bear to eat. They follow us around warbling and chirping. They cock their heads when we talk to them, and they eat out of our hands. Gah! So I (cough) ordered an organic turkey from Earthfare. It's embarrassing, sure, but who'll be laughing in the spring when we're eating turkey egg omelettes?

Everybody in the U.S.: GO VOTE NOW!