By Barry Schatz

Photos by Kyla Schatz

It's too easy to buy a frozen turkey for thanksgiving.  It's much more challenging to stalk and capture a fresh bird from the woods.  The wild turkey I saw in the forest behind my house was kind of odd looking though.  It looked more like a freaky goose or something.  I found it gnawing on some kind of frozen critter.  The bird must not have liked me disturbing it's dinner and didn't come quietly.

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We enjoyed a delicious Thanksgiving dinner with Tom and Sandy Boaks of Toad Hall.  Tom is quite the chef.  Nobody makes baked buzzard like Tom.

Alright.  The truth is, the buzzard got away.  The "tom" turkey Tom cooked was a frozen one I bought for a prior holiday.  I meant to cook it then but didn't thaw it in time to cook it. (It takes days to thaw a big turkey)   I ebded yo un-thawing it. (As Mr. Doyle pointed out recently, unthaw is the opposite of thaw which means I returned my turkey to a frozen state)