Waiting Room

This morning, my mother hid behind jet lag as an excuse not to get up to cook. So I conquered the turkey on my own. And let me say, it was the most tender, fall-off-the-bone turkey I've ever seen. (Thank you, Mark Bittman.) Now I'm just waiting to get hungry again so that I may recommence the eating. It's already 4 o'clock. I hope I get hungry soon.