Didn't he do well

Harvest festival, or Thanksgiving as it's known over here. 
I was hoping the boss wouldn't get a turkey because let's face it, a turkey with all it's leftovers now, and then another one in a few weeks at Xmas. I can only turkey so much turkey if you get what I mean.
"It turned out perfect," she said, "nice and juicy".
My only problem now is what to do with all the bloody leftovers. Two pots of soup, turkey butties, maybe a turkey burger for a change. Or, in a flash of iinspiration, turkey meatballs with pasta.
And no. I didn't fall asleep after eating fresh roast turkey. What's that stuff that's released? Tryptophan?


Ah well...