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Nothin' Says Lovin' Like Turducken From The Oven

Well, well, well. My American friends are putting on their expandable waistline pants, sittin' back and watching 3  football games in anticipation of a feast of corn, bread and eel. Well if you were one of the first celebrants back in 1621 you would be. And you'd be giving thanks the Indians hadn't killed you. Times have changed. With Gadaffi gone I don't think anyone's threatening to kill you these days. And eel is just so, well, yesterday. I wrote this last year. If you want to know what Americans are eating this Yanksgiving, read on. 




Happy Thanksgiving to my American friends today. At least we Canadians know how to space out the holidays. Our Turkey Day was in October which gives us far much more time for Christmas shopping!

Anyone having turducken this year?

Say what?

You heard me.

Turd what?

No, no. It's turducken.

You take a de-boned chicken and you stuff it into a de-boned duck and then you stuff that into a de-boned turkey. And if that's not enough stuffing you can stuff the cavities left over with, er, stuffing.

Turkey, Duck, Chicken

Turducken

Whew! That's some meal. Whoever thought that one up?

Well according to Wikipedia sometime in the 80s, some guy from Maurice, Louisiana took his three fowl friends to Herbert's Specialty Meats and asked Herb to do the dirty deed. An American tradition was born and Herb's been making turduckens ever since, up to 5,000 a week around Thanksgiving. So if you're a fan of turducken you can add Herb to your list of things to be thankful for.

Turduken got it's first major boost from, of all people, former TV football analyst John Madden who would introduce it to viewers and proceed to carve it with his bare hands. Later, he started awarding turduckens to members of the winning team in Fox TV's NFL Thanksgiving Bowl. I wonder if he served it to them too, using his unique carving method.

Madden no longer calls football games. But that won't stop me from celebrating (your) Thanksgiving. I'll be watching my own version of turducken...

Pigskin Hiken'

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Stef Papenfuss said…
Funny thing .. even though we live in America and know the history of Thanksgiving, we hardly get to enjoy it the American way. Turkey is not big from where we come from. So we make chicken curry, rice and everything else to go with it....... :)

Being from the Indian sub-continent and knowing Thanksgiving is no fun for Native Indians(or Red Indians as we learnt in school!) it is kind of a sad/happy affair. I love Best Buy on Black Friday though....!!!
24 November 2011 at 19:35
Nicky said…
The first time I heard of turducken, I thought it was a joke - a prank. Nobody could *really* eat that, right? And this disbelief by someone who grew up knowing what poutine is!!
24 November 2011 at 19:43
Nonamedufus said…
Oh both Americans and Canadians treated Indians very badly. I really wonder how they celebrate Thanksgiving...other than going to Best Buy!
24 November 2011 at 21:25
Nonamedufus said…
I'm not sure I'd want to try it. That's one hell of a meal. And who knew John Madden was a gourmand?
24 November 2011 at 21:29
quirkyloon said…
I'll stick to plain ole turkey, thank-you very much. *smile*

I'm thankful for the dufuses in the world. Especially you. *smile*
25 November 2011 at 15:25
nonamedufus said…
Well thank you Quirks. You're sweet. I hope you had a great Thanksgiving. You know I didn't do a formal poll but my unscientific survey tells me the majority of my readers don't care a whit for turducken.
25 November 2011 at 16:03
Stef Papenfuss said…
'They' had the Worst Sell. Do they celebrate at all?
I have lots of sympathy for Native Americans, for what happened then and what is happening now.
25 November 2011 at 18:18
Malisa said…
I've cooked turducken and won't be doing that again. Think I will stick to my jalapeno cornbread dressing and bourbon chocolate pecan pie....and wine...lots of wine! Thank goodness that Christmas is for prime rib and veggies!
25 November 2011 at 20:06
Linda Medrano said…
I think it is a gross thing to do and to eat. I will never ever do it again. Even if someone begs me.
25 November 2011 at 20:30
Nonamedufus said…
I couldn't agree with you more.
25 November 2011 at 23:08
Nonamedufus said…
I'd ask you what it was like but the fact you'll never have it again is answer enough. You're alternative sounds delicious especially the bourbon chocolate pecan pie. I'd wanna save room for that.
25 November 2011 at 23:10
Nonamedufus said…
So I take it that it wasn't a big hit, then. Me, I'm a big fan of turkey and all the trimmings. But I must confess I have to undo the belt after dinner.
25 November 2011 at 23:13
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