Captured without a struggle . . .

She stood in line for us.

Our daughter Jennifer works at the Just Food Co-op in Northfield. She picked up our Thanksgiving turkey yesterday, standing in a long line outdoors to claim her bird. (No favoritism for employees.) She signed up for one last week, guaranteeing us a bird, but the choice of weight is done on a first come, first served basis. Hence the wait line.

It may not have had the intensity of a Black Friday door busting, but Jennifer said there was nonetheless plenty of excitement and anticipation all along the polite and lengthy customer queue. We can happily report now that the line kept good order. No one tried to rush the turkey truck.

Jennifer proudly delivered the prize to our basement beer fridge last night and we then learned that it is a: (deep breath now) fresh, never frozen, free range, all natural, no antibiotics, no artificial ingredients, minimally-processed bird, from a local farm about 20 minutes from the store, a healthy 16-pounder.
Just so you know.
Further, we believe that our bird lived a happy, productive life scratching about on a peaceful farm in the rolling hills near Cannon Falls, immediately before experiencing sudden trauma to the neck area.

It was a chilly day, but spirits were high as free range turkey lovers awaited release of their birds.