I have big plans to spend the next two days in the kitchen cooking all manner of carbohydrates in various forms to serve to my family on Thanksgiving. Thankfully Mimi and Bops are providing a turkducken for the main course so I will not be forced to deal with poultry of any kind. Sticking my hand inside a dead bird doesn’t even show up on my list of life goals.
Largely because birds of all kinds and I are on very shaky territory these days.
But I’ve never had a turducken so I may feel compelled to try a bite if I’m feeling adventurous and can erase the thought of that pot of chicken parts I had to serve while in Ecuador.
And the bought turducken goes completely against the turkey recipe Caroline provided to her third grade class. Most of the other children wrote recipes that read, “Go to HEB. Buy a turkey. Put salt and pepper on it.”
Caroline’s recipe read, “First, you go to the ranch and shoot the turkey. Then you get the meat off the turkey and cut the head off.”
I’m raising Bear Grylls.
In all seriousness, I hope you all have the best Thanksgiving and eat delicious food and have time to reflect on all your blessings.
So, from my turducken to yours, HAPPY THANKSGIVING Y’ALL.