Except that the turkey meat had been in the freezer more than a year, and so after thawing it would not form up into patties. (Even fresh turkey doesn't stick together very well, probably a lack of fat.) So JM stuck the bits in a pan and just cooked it as is. No longer a burger, and probably not best contained by a bun (or in our case, slices of bread). A wrap might have been an option, but we were out of tortillas. What did we have? How about taco shells.
So I was willing to switch gears and go taco, but we were missing some crucial ingredients. No sour cream, and the diced onions had expired weeks ago. We had taco sause but unfortunately I'm allergic to anything spicier than mayonaise.
Instead of eating plain tacos, I decided to mix things up and revert back to the original plan: hamburgers. Ok, so the bun wasn't there, but I could go with the rest of it. No mustard, but we did have catsup and pickles. After the initial shock, it turned out to be pretty good. We ended up devouring the whole box of taco shells, half a block of cheese and the whole pan of turkey bits. A success, despite the faces our kids made.