BANGOR DAILY NEWS • December 3, 2020
“I am not eating roadkill,” Martin, my brother proclaimed. “It wasn’t run over, just bounced off a windshield probably. And it was still warm when I found it,” I reasoned. “You mean it’s not even your roadkill? That’s even worse. Get that thing away from me.” It was the perfect appetizer to kick off that year’s Thanksgiving holiday.