Thanksgiving

I just arrived back from picking up our 24.5 lb pastured turkey at North Mountain Pastures, a local meat CSA run by some friends.  They raise a fine fine bird without hormones and antibiotics and I can't wait for Thanksgiving to share this bird with loved ones and friends.  Our main meal (and even some of the desserts) will consist of local products.  The broccoli, the pumpkin, the potatoes, the sweet potatoes, the cauliflower, the salad greens, the turnips - yeah, I grew all that.  No big deal.  And it makes sense.  Our climate is the one in which all the traditional Thanksgiving food was grown, so it should be really simple to find it all grown and raised close by.  Yeah, it's good for the planet.  Yeah, it's responsible eating to choose an animal that lived a humane life.  But even if you were an Earth and animal hating creature, a misanthrope who ate Thanksgiving dinner alone, eating locally would still ensure a meal that tasted a thousand times better.  Better tasting food?  Sold.  As if we didn't already have enough to be thankful for.