Turkey Chowder
I am very easily motivated and appeased by food. I’ve never worked a job where I received a large Christmas bonus or lavish gift for the holidays, but each year before Thanksgiving I do get a gigantic frozen turkey to take home. A bonus, I’m sure, would be very lovely, but a turkey is a very tangible thing and I feel a little extra pleased with myself each year, cradling it on my hip to my car (I carry it like a big frozen turkey baby — it freezes both my hip and the crook of my arm but is somehow less awkward and less difficult than carrying it by the strap on the long walk) and carefully burying it in the freezer....