Imagine if you will a life where after four o'clock your day consists of four things drinking, playing pool, eating and taking care of your dogs. A group of three people that I know and love have that situation. Every afternoon they begin having cocktails and play pool for a few hours, then eat and whole time letting their beautiful little dogs run around and play with each other. One night last week I was at home with my mother eating a healthy dinner of pork chops and salad when the phone rang. We did what we normally do when the phone rings, let it go to voice mail.
"This is a message for G, you are cordially invited to a feast of Turduken over at M's house. It will be a feast for kings and queens. Oh yeah and Ron is invited too."
So the plan was set. We were to arrive at four the next afternoon to play a round of pool while the Turduken, from here on out known as Wanda, is cooking. Yes they named the Turduken. Now that I think about it they probably should have come up with three names for Wanda, but one will have to do. This group of friends is a very lively group. They love their drinks, love their pool and even though they are a few years older than me I find it hard to keep up with them.
Unfortunately the next day at work was extremely long. I went to the office at four thirty that morning because I needed to catch up on things that needed to be done. By the time three o'clock rolled around I was more than ready for a drink and for a Turduken. Now if you have been living in a cave for the past few years and don't know what a Turduken is it's basically a duck and a chicken that have been deboned and stuffed into a turkey. Up until this point I had never eaten one but I've always been intrigued by it.
The afternoon began in typical fashion I got my butt whipped in pool. The antics of Wanda were told the whole afternoon. I joked that I wished I had my video camera because hearing them re-count the impromptu discussion about the Turduken and then going to the store to pick the thing up were priceless. I don't know that I could even write anything that good. They apparently ordered Wanda on the phone the night before with a credit card. M called the store and got them to taken Wanda out to thaw because when she got home with her she would have to put her in the oven. Wanda cooked for four hours. M and K both tag teamed to get Wanda done, K went over to M's condo and put the oven on while M went to pick Wanda up. Between the dogs trying to eat Wanda in the car and these ladies getting a 30 pound Wanda into a pan it was a true comedy show.
After we played pool we went over to M's condo to eat Wanda. I was asked to help get Wanda out of the roasting pan, which I did with the help of another one of the guys. Unfortunately Wanda fell into pieces. I'm not sure that we got the full affect of Wanda because she fell apart. The sausage stuffing that was inside was wonderful. It seemed to me that a turduken would be a great idea for a holiday, like Thanksgiving or Christmas. The only thing that was missing was the stuffing and gravy!
