A Tale of Two Turkeys (Part 2)
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times
The moment you utter the words, “This will be the best [insert your favorite high pressure goal] ever,” you can start weeping and gnashing your teeth because what you’ve done in your momentary glee is implored all malevolent forces in the Universe to conspire against you to bring about your complete and utter humiliation. But thank God for his provision. Don’t believe me? Keep reading.
The Best Laid Plans
In September 2016, I published my first book for a paying client, The Food Safety Book: What You Don’t Know Could Kill You. The consumer food safety, food quality, and food storage book was a hit. Both the client and I were thrilled with the final product. I was on a roll. Once again, I was appointed head turkey-meister for the Rivers family, and armed with my newly-amassed knowledge about meat handling, Thanksgiving 2016 would be the best Thanksgiving ever and nothing would stand in my way.
Cue: Universe revving up to issue another beatdown with my name on it.
Days before Thanksgiving, I headed to Publix. With a couple of successful turkeys under my belt, I stepped up my game and searched for a twenty-pound bird, but couldn’t find one in the case. The butcher checked in the back to see if…
