When I walked into my mother’s house the evening of December the 23rd, what I immediately saw on the kitchen counter was what looked like a hunk of meat. Meat of what variety, I couldn’t be sure. I think my next words (after laughing) were “I gotta get my camera…” (…and I think mom replied with “You’re not going to blog about THAT are you???” ) I would like to qualify that my mother is an outstanding cook….I’m talking Martha Stewart incarnate….but this meat looked a little suspect .
Here it is:

(candle added for ambiance by my mother in a desperate attempt to make the mystery meat more “festive”)
So I ask you readers…..is this meat:
A. A turkey
B. A ham
C. A chicken
D. Stolen remains from a human autopsy
(Yes Mom, I blogged about it…)
Hmm.. I’m thinking ham.
Ham-a-lam-a-ding-dong
welll!!!! don’t leave us in suspense!
Woops! Sorry! It was a HAM. Though I thought the autopsy remains looked to be more accurate.
A ham? I swear I see feet on that thing!