So, I bought some breakfast sausage patties made out of turkey. I thought that they might be a healthier alternative. They weren't bad but they lacked the flavor and pizazz of pork. I talked to my gramma about it. She just turned 91. She laughed at me.
She told me, "Mijo, you're uncles were pig farmers in Argentina. They lived to 92 & 93, respectively. Leave the turkey for Thanksgiving and sandwiches."
Nona knows best. I'm back on pork.


I know a chick that won't eat beef or pork but sucks a mean cock.