We weren't going to do a turkey for Thanksgiving. I bought a nice big ham this week,but yesterday I felt like we really NEEDED to have a turkey dinner. I've been a little down and out this week and didn't want my gloominess to transpire into my boys' holiday celebration. I wanted the boys to know there is so much we are thankful for in our lives(I know we could have done this with a ham dinner,but I wanted to do the traditional turkey dinner). So yesterday I went with my grocery list in search of the fixings for a turkey dinner.
Have I mentioned I have never cooked a turkey dinner before??(for my next post this is my #1 random fact about myself). I've hosted a turkey dinner,but have always been blessed to have either my mom, mom-in-law, or my aunt, close by to help with(ahem...cough, cough...COOK) the cooking of the turkey dinner.
I made a couple of SOS calls from the grocery store to my mom in Ontario yesterday. (what ingredients does one need for stuffing??) Thank goodness for cell phones!!
Today I had no problems making the stuffing. I was ready to stuff the bird when I realized I didn't know if you covered the bird or let it go uncovered into the oven. I quickly did my first call to my MIL. She gave me a few guidelines and I left the conversation feeling confidant and full of Martha-Stewart-wannabe-ism.That's when I discovered the ding dong...penis...wee-wee...whatever you want to call it.
"Holy Hell!!"I laughed to myself,"this here turkey is hung!!" I then thought that is probably why there are so many turkeys around...the females are "quite fond" of the males(if you know what I mean...wink wink ;)
Then it kind of grossed me out.(I've never heard of eating a Turkey ding-dong before...and if I had, I don't want to be reminded of the fact that I had!!!)
So I phoned my MIL again.
She explained that the ding dong was in fact the turkey's neck!!LOL...I am slightly embarassed that my one track mind immediately thought that a neck could be a ding dong! I still don't get how it is a neck though? It doesn't look like any kind of neck I have seen. She then instructed me to stick my hand in the other cavity and here I found a gizzard and a lung...oh wait...liver?? Yes...it was a liver if memory serves me correctly
I stuffed the turkey and then got it into the oven. I decided to be a little prepared and peeled and cut the potatoes. It was during the cutting of the potatoes I could philosophise about my turkey cooking experience or lack thereof. It has always been nice to have other people to help me cook my dinner. Sort of like the little girl in the kitchen...the apprentice..the padawan. (you get my drift) My mom has always done the turkey dinner. That has always been the role in our family. And now it seems so much has changed. Our family dynamics are changing. Change is always good, or so I'm told, but I still feel a little 'strange' that I've made the big leap in the generational thing. I guess it all relates to time, and how we are growing older. I'm the woman of my kitchen. The head honcho...the Chef de Cuisine...mamacita. My mom's role is no longer the role of being in charge of the turkey dinners. She's put in her time in the kitchen, she can relax, and lay low.
The apron has been passed on to me.
I'm so glad that I got the ding dong thing figured out though!! I might have passed that on to future generations!
Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!!!
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