Ever since I can remember, our family, nieghbours, strangers and anyone we can unload leftovers on, have always celebrated all holidays, festivities and other reasons to drink with my mom’s signature turkey. I mean, let’s be honest, what’s more festive that slaughtering one of the largest domesticated feathered fowl friends. What makes my mom’s roast turkey so special you ask? My mom’s turkey is Chinese. That’s right, my mom’s turkey gobbles and clucks in Chinese with an accent that’s almost indistinguishable from the American kind with a southern twang.