Sometimes, Daisy will ask me, “aren’t you glad I don’t like turkey?” This isn’t because she knows I like to save money during the holidays. Our first conversation was an argument over holiday turkey at a Publix cash register. If you are familiar with our relationship dynamic at all, you know this was an apropos way for us to meet. Daisy was talking to a customer during check-out, and I happened to be bagging the groceries. It was around Thanksgiving of 2020, and Daisy was trying to convince her customer that turkey is a Christmas tradition. The customer obviously just wanted to buy her Thanksgiving turkey and leave, but I chimed in to prolong the discussion. “If you don’t like turkey for Thanksgiving, then you aren’t American,” I said. Daisy looked at me, suddenly turning her argumentative skills in my direction. “I actually don’t like turkey at all,” she said. “It’s dry and tasteless. Ham is better. I eat ham for Thanksgiving AND Christmas.” I was incredulous. “If you don’t like turkey, then we can never be friends.” And in typical Daisy fashion, she just replied with, “sucks for you.” I was right, though. We never were just friends. We started dating soon after, and I was never right again. -Nic