After the falls we had to pick up our turkey in Mills River. Robert ordered one from a farm. It was an organic turkey but not certified organic. Once we got to the farm I saw why. It was a hillbilly farm! There was junk all over and chickens and other birds I can't identify running around. Oh, and a fat dog greeted us when we got out of the car. The farmers were very nice and quite "earthy." They brought out the scrawniest turkey I have ever seen. At least it didn't have a head & feathers. We finally decided we just weren't used to an organic turkey and were used to them pumped with hormones or steroids or whatever. Anyway, it ended up tasting good.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Triple Falls
After the falls we had to pick up our turkey in Mills River. Robert ordered one from a farm. It was an organic turkey but not certified organic. Once we got to the farm I saw why. It was a hillbilly farm! There was junk all over and chickens and other birds I can't identify running around. Oh, and a fat dog greeted us when we got out of the car. The farmers were very nice and quite "earthy." They brought out the scrawniest turkey I have ever seen. At least it didn't have a head & feathers. We finally decided we just weren't used to an organic turkey and were used to them pumped with hormones or steroids or whatever. Anyway, it ended up tasting good.
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