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adjustable bed tramadol But when I was young, the high point of the entire season was my mother's turkey croquettes. Their deliciousness was quite out of proportion to the simplicity with which they were made, and my family is still mad about them now. They used turkey leftovers ??? I'm sure we threw away much less food then than most families do these days. Just as a leg of lamb would turn up again in a shepherd's pie, the turkey would reappear as rissoles, and in both cases, the afterthought ??? as it were ??? was a much bigger treat than the original dish. My brother, my sister and I used to fight over them. They were the ultimate comfort food and we simply couldn't get enough of them. Because we were eating them around 28 or 29 December, they have always been associated, for me, with the end of the year.