Since hunting season is fast approaching and the holidays are not far off, old timers and senior sports enthusiasts have been writing to me asking about the newfangled holiday bird dubbed “Turducken.” One gentleman wanted to know if it involved a mid-air collision and what weapon was required to hunt the thing down. Five written letters and some emails later, I realized that not many people are familiar with the beast at all; so, I decided to document a process far less complicated than tracking down Sasquatch.
My beta test went well; I suffered only
minor burns and splinters. During the next two attempts, there were no injuries and the turducken was delicious.
I sent each person, who wrote to me, the following
information and share it with you here:
The word “turducken” itself is a recent
addition to the American vocabulary and culture. It can mean one of two things:
1. A popular, but ghastly holiday feast where a duck is
stuffed into a turkey and a chicken is stuffed into the duck; or
2. As a simile, a plan that is rather futile or
unnecessary.
I have experienced both scenarios and will
address them simultaneously.
Required
Tools and Ingredients:
1 slightly greased, fully
equipped QF
25-pounder Howitzer cannon.
1 roll of duct tape.
1 steel tripod, set up at
100 yards in front of the Howitzer.
1 cleaned and plucked 25 lb.
turkey, firmly mounted on the tripod in “tee-off” position (i.e., backside
facing the Howitzer with knees slightly bent).
1 9 lb. lame duck seized and
bound into the shape of a cannon ball - tail up.
2 live 3 lb. chickens (you
really only need one, the backup is necessary in case the first little bugger
misses its target).
1 blowtorch, used to sear
any unlikely remaining feathers.
1 half cup of homemade
gunpowder (15% Charcoal, 10% Sulphur
and 75% Potassium Nitrate combined in that order, and milled for 24 hours).
1
first-aid kit.
1
greased 48” x 72” wooden ramp.
1
bottle of Cognac (to drink while following the process).
Process
You will need
the assistance of an unemployed Sumo Wrestler to load and unload the
cannon. Pay him minimum wage – no
benefits. This is very expensive if you happen to live in the District of Columbia, where minimum wage is at an all-time high of $11.50, as opposed to the
other U.S. States that are still allowing slave labor at $7.92. Whatever you do, don't seek him in the $15 picket lines.
Using the wooden
ramp, pile all of the tools and ingredients into a rented U-Haul truck, drive
about 100 miles away from civilization, and park.
Throwback a shot of Cognac.
After about
three hours of tugging and pushing, the cannon will eventually slide down the
wooden ramp and be removed from the truck. Set the cannon up at a 25-degree
angle.
Get the tripod
and turkey, walk 100 paces in front of the Howitzer, and secure the tripod to
the nearest tree. Next, mount the turkey to the tripod in “tee-off” position.
Secure the turkey with duct tape. Walk back and sight the Howitzer, aiming
directly at the part of the turkey that goes over the fence last, or as it is
known in some circles “the Pope’s nose.”
Put three
tablespoons of gunpowder into the cannon and insert the duck - tail first.
Fire when ready.
Throwback a shot of Cognac.
Assuming that
the duck is on target, reload by putting two tablespoons of gunpowder into the
cannon and toss in one of the panic-stricken chickens.
Fire when ready.
Throwback a shot of Cognac.
If the first
little bugger has missed, put two more tablespoons of gunpowder into the cannon
and toss in the other chicken, if it hasn’t already scared itself to death.
Fire when ready.
Throwback a shot of Cognac.
At this point,
if there are any ruffled feathers sticking out of the turducken, you may sear
them with the blow torch. However, the entire process usually eliminates bones
and feathers.
Gather up all
the remaining tools and ingredients; put them back into the truck and drive
back home.
If there are any
gaps or holes in the bird, you may fill them with the Swedish Chef’s recipe for
smashed potato and onion stuffing.
Roast the anomaly
for eight hours in a 350-degree oven.
Finish the
remaining Cognac in front of a nice warm fire.
The good news
about this exercise in futility is that if it was not quite successful and
there is a bloody mess on your hands, you are now drunk and do not care; plus, you
still end up with a turducken of sorts (see definition 2 above).
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