So I woke up this morning and drank the normal amount of espresso and just started rocking out and calling people to see what the day might hold. Then the door bell rung and it was the Cooper Family and Jim had a dead Duck in his and hand and was like "you want a duck?" Yes, Yes I do. Jim then plucked the duck and I was left to gut it myself. The duck was flying in the air like half hr before I was cutting it up in my kitchen sink. So on the menu tonight is Duck.