Headed to bed last night and I hear my daughter’s ringtone on FaceTime. Hmm…a little late but she’s in the PNW so no big deal. I overheard “Mum…I’m having some trouble” on my wife’s iPad, so naturally I came back downstairs a little worried. “I picked up my turkey from the market and I found the neck but I can’t find the giblets” were the next words that I heard so my heartbeat settled down of course. For the next few minutes, I then proceeded to laugh my arse off, as she and my wife virtually scoped the turkey’s cavity with my daughter’s phone and indeed, they located the giblets. Footnote…this is her first solo turkey and it’s pretty cool to be hearing the banter back and forth over the past week or so, as two generations share the cooking traditions and experience. She’s having friends over for dinner, some who have never experienced a Thanksgiving dinner, so she’s really excited about the event.