My sense of humor is a turkey and I pull it out of the oven and baste it in reality.

After spending time with the rescued turkeys at Farm Sanctuary's shelter and seeing how similar they are to my furry companion animals at home I knew I needed to do everything in my power to protect these friendly and curious birds from the daily pain and suffering they endure on factory farms.

I work at home in the country and days will go by when except for my husband and son and the occasional UPS man the only sentient creatures that see me are my chickens and turkeys.

I see Turkey's future as being in Europe as one of many prosperous tolerant democratic countries.

Heads know that failing to invest in good nutritious food is a false economy and parents won't tolerate reconstituted turkey being put back on the menu.

Unless you're living on the street and surviving on a diet of discarded turkey drumsticks there's no point in being gloomy. We've spent too long trying to cheer ourselves up by spending money on brightly coloured things we don't really need. We've stopped using our imaginations.

I love my daughter but she had me on couscous and fixed me pastas and made me eat oatmeal every morning and what else turkey burgers turkey bacon and that kind of stuff. So she wants her dad to live a long time and I do too.

My first memory of the Rolling Stones is listening to 'Satisfaction' at a sixth-grade slumber party at a friend's house in Ankara Turkey where my family was living at the time. In the middle of our sleepover my friend's dad stopped the record when he heard the words 'girlie action!'

I just had my 30th birthday and we went turkey shooting. It's what I wanted to do so we went.

Turkey wants a policy of engagement exactly like President Obama's new approach. Policy of engagement less confrontation less tense attitude especially in the region.