We bought way too big a turkey, and the father-in-law after munching on potatoe chips and roasted peanuts all day just picked a little at his xmas lunch. I heroically tried my best, but couldn't make a dent on the gigantic bird. The missis chooses December 22nd as a good day to start her diet, and now we've got a fridge stuffed with roast turkey.
Oh well, turkey sandwiches for the next 2 weeks.