There’s probably microbe poop on everything anyway. ;’)
On Thanksgiving, that situation could be very gravy, er, grave. BISCUITS! PUMPKIN PIE! Oh geez, I’m in a food coma even after midnight...
In this house? Yeah, microbe poop and cat hair, all over everything.
The turkey still tasted great yesterday. Peas have a great day today when you get over your food coma.