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Monday, November 30, 2009

Gobble Gobble or Cock-a-doodle-doo?

Left to my own devices particularly considering the last couple weeks , we would have had pizza and a bag of Halloween candy for Thanksgiving. I still maintain that the kids would have thought it was the best Thanksgiving ever! However, the Big Giraffe loves Thanksgiving food and...well it was Thanksgiving after all. More importantly I could clearly picture my older son (OS) reporting in his kindergarten morning meeting that he had pizza and Halloween candy for Thanksgiving dinner!

The Big Giraffe decided to cook dinner, and I decided to to a Turkey trot. I wrote about it over at New England Mamas today. The boys decided to have a pajama day as planned. True to his word, the Big Giraffe looked up recipes, put together a detailed shopping list and headed out to the grocery store a couple days before Thanksgiving. He was in a great mood when he got back. Nestled between the 15 pound turkeys and the 12 pound turkey breasts, he had found an eight pound turkey!

He had decided to use our new rotisserie grill to make turkey, but the weight limit is 8 lbs. It looked like he would have to make a turkey breast instead. I was pretty impressed as well. He carefully put it in the refrigerator. He joked that he hoped he had really bought a turkey.

The joke was on him though because when we pulled it out the next day we saw "Capon" written on it. It's a castrated rooster! Apparently it's also considered to be a delicacy. In fact when I've told a few gourmet cook friends of mine about it, they were envious. The BG went ahead and cooked our rooster, I did my run, and the boys lounged around in their pjs all day. It was a nice laid back Thanksgiving.

As for the capon? It worked out perfectly. It had legs and wings like a turkey but was a smaller amount of meat like a turkey breast. It really was the best solution for our family of four. The only question I have is why they were selling them in my grocery store?

A. Elliot's Lesson Learned: Just cause it looks like a turkey, smells like a turkey, cooks like a turkey, and carves like a turkey doesn't mean it is a turkey.

posted by Alex Elliot @ 12:26 PM 3 comments

3 Comments:

At 12/01/2009 6:04 AM, Goofball said…

I'm hungry...this sounds so good
At 12/01/2009 7:58 PM, Tracey - Just Another Mommy Blog said…

I'm sorry: A castrated rooster? That's just... wrong.

But it sounds like a good solution!
At 12/13/2009 11:42 PM, Suzanne said…

Sounds like a great holiday!

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