Three pounds of turkey, two scoops of green bean casserole, a mound of stuffing, a heaping pile of sweet potatoes with toasted marshmallows on top, plenty of mashed potatoes, a bowl of my Aunt Gail's green jell-o salad and twenty-seven sweet pickles, followed up with two pieces of my mother's famous pumpkin pie is pretty close to what I eat on Thanksgiving. And this is only the first round. The second helping, after a two hour nap, is usually followed up with three or four turkey sandwiches. Every year I eat so darn much that I get sick. It's not too often that I get a good home cooked meal. It's usually a sub-par burger from an Applebee's along an interstate somewhere, although, I am a big fan of the Shrimp and Parmesan steak.