Crazy Dirk's Turkey Lounge

We need to know where the Gullet is.

Five digits. Dirk reads the drippings for your patch of sky. He always finds it.

A town name works too, if you've misplaced your numbers.

Reading the drippings

Holding a finger to the pan…

Dirk is tasting the air on your behalf. He prefers not to be watched while he does it.

The sky is not answering

Something in the kitchen went quiet. Try a different ZIP, or the same one again — it sometimes relents.

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