Every night on Christmas Eve, my family would go on a turkey spree. We would go to our local Kroger and find the largest, juiciest turkey ever! Then we would go to our home and start cooking it.My dad always had to find extra sauces, vegetables, dressing and fruit to help make the turkey sparkle! My brother Max's job was to get the silverware and platter ready on the table. He also had to find a tablecloth in the house that would go well with the supper. My mother's job was the hardest! What do you think it could be? Yes, the turkey itself. While she always managed to pull through her work, I couldn't. My job was to help Duncan, our family pet, get a good bath. I also had to make sure he was properly fed and drank. Then when we finished all our chores, we would sit back eat some great, delicious turkey!
Sincerely,
Gavin Caterina
