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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