Your Goose is Cooked. Here's an actual conversation I had with mom on the way home from the airport this a.m. "Tina, I want you to research something on the computer for me" "Ok, sure, what?" "How do you cook a goose?" Oh boy, our family aren't the most adventuresome eaters but mom has put it into her head that we should expand our horizons and so she is going to attempt cooking a goose for dinner tomorrow night...that is if I can find "instructions". That just doesn't exactly make me feel too sure that this will go well.

Pete and Sara arrived with Lexie the wonder dog. If they have that much "stuff" the dog absolutely needs I'm going to hate to see what they drag with them when they travel with the baby.