"figure the man hours at about $1.00 an hour"
Bobert, who paid? The time is one of the things that make a meal like Thanksgiving dinner a big deal. You smell the turkey for hours before it's done. My mom used to make sausage stuffing, and she'd have to chase me away from uncooked stuffing so there would be some left for the turkey. (And uncooked stuffing with cooked sausage mixed in is GOOD.) I think the idea is that the sight, smells and occasional nibbles drive you to a frenzy. You circle the kitchen like a shark, ask "Is it done yet?" about a thousand times, and then, FINALLY, you EAT!

I'm thinking a nice bread, celery and sausage salad with Bell's seasoning sounds pretty good right now. (I was once far from home and bought a box of Bell's just so I could smell it. Yeah, I know I'm weird.)