Recipe for Thanksgiving Dinner: Start with a sixty-two-year-old amoral, chain-smoking, foul-mouthed curmudgeon. Add a fifty-nine-year-old sexually frustrated know-it-all in pearls. Throw in a turkey on a beer can, a fight for gardening supremacy, and a nudist next-door neighbor. Serve on paper. on plates, decorated with a garden gnome. It tastes like “and they lived happily ever after.”