She lived a short and probably very unfulfilled life and she gave it all for us (not willingly I would guess).
She gave herself to us, carnivores, so we could overindulge on her young and juicy body, stuff ourselves and regret eating way too much about 20 minutes after supper has been served.
Therefore I decided on this faithfull morning of November 25, 2010, in sunny Milpitas CA, to grant her Sainthood. Sainthood for dying for us and our lust to eat her. She very well deserves this.
The ONLY reason why she ended up in my bathtub and later in our digestion system is because of my poor, jet-legged, overworked, meat-deprived husband, who arrived yesterday after a long journey back from Singapore to surprise his CZ girls for Thanksgiving.
Since I hadn't really planned a Thanksgiving feast due to the fact that we, the CZ girls, anticipated to be "papa-less" on this festive occasion, we raced out last night to fetch a last-minute turkey and sides to go with.
If you wait until the last minute to plan and shop for Thanksgiving supper you'll end up with whats left in the poultry over-flowing shelfs of every grocery store in the US. You end up with this ...
a SMALL 20 lbs, young and juicy St. Bertha
floating leisurely in our bathtub
thawing her frozen wings and legs in a nice warm bath
Ed, the floating poultry turkey-herd dog, was keeping a close eye on sweet St. Bertha
St. Bertha in her birth-suit
23-34-44,
the perfect turkey-lady measurements
isn't she just stunning!!!
showing off her pretty side
very volumtious lady!!!!!!
Resting before the blazing, hard work begins.
I have spent too many of my lonely nights alone in front of my BFF "PC" reading on PETA's website to fully enjoy the pleasures of a wonderful, home-cooked turkey dinner this year.
I am hoping I can give St. Bertha immortality by posting about her and her sacrifice for us.
She is measured to feed 20 people by weight. Awesome!
We are two adults, one 6 year old CARNIVORE and one 3 year old born-vegetarian.
Bertha should feed us for most of 2011.
My secret plan is to spread the joys of her juicy meat with whoever walks across our street.
May she have not died in vain ... we will honor your sacrifice by sharing.
Oh come all ye hungry and forever starving
Oh come all ye hungry to Milpitas
To be continued....
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