Talking Turkey

The ubiquitous theme park snack—

the turkey leg

Folks go hog-wild for them.

What’s their draw?

The taste? The smell?

The care-free attitude?

It’s like an ice-cream cone,

but it’s meat. Dark meat.

It goes good with beer.

Feel caveman-like!

Gnaw! Pull pieces off!

Salty! Smoky! Meaty!

Street-food phenomenon.

Comfort food.  Flavor.

It’s Americana.

© 2012 Catherine Giordano

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