Turducken?

"What the hell is a Turducken", I asked my wife a week before Christmas.

"It's a chicken in a duck in a turkey", she replied.

"What kind of mutate meat mess is that?"

"It's good I heard. Anyway, I want it for Thanksgiving."

"Okay," I say.

So I went out and bought a Turkey and a Duck and retrieved a frozen
chicken from the deep freezer.

"What the hell are those for?" she asked when she spied the trio of fowl brethren.

"Christmas", I replied. "And good luck trying to get all those other two birds inside that poor turkey's butt!"

Dinner For Two

There's 8 inches of snow on the ground and my wife had to travel into New York City for work early today. I work outta my homeso more often than not I cook for the family.

Now it's a dark, cold winter eve and the wife will be heading home soon. The kids got snowed in on a school trip Upstate so tonight it's just the two of us. And I'm cooking. Tonight it's a meal to warm a lady up, not just for food, but for me too.

The menu? Whatever's in the freezer. Me make a trek out? Not today. I'm lucky. We've got half-a cow in the freezer. Let's just see what's there, shall we?

There's chuck. Here's a thought...Beef Stew and Biscuits. Meat and gravy enough for me, veggies and goodness enough for her.

Now for a cozy fire and a bottle of Merlot. Let it snow. Let it snow. Let it snow.