turkey day

Friends clustered 'round, lamb on the grill, turkey in the oven, wine in the glass, contentment in my little heart. Food porn. I always feel a little cheap taking photos of sensuous looking food stuffs. Like a hack pornographer shooting a seasoned and much sought after starlett, I only have to point and click and tongues will generally loll. That is to say, the food does the work, I am but the brute equipped just enough to capture a slice of this simmering assualt upon the fairer senses. Bowl with no dog. Bowl holds still for shot. Backyard decoration. Who's coming down the slide? Oh! Hello there!