Turkey
I've also just remembered this. My family (all french I might add) declared that they all hated turkey a lot of years ago.... Bastards. I don't think they'd even bothered trying it, or they just cooked it badly or something.

Anyway, we used to go to France annualy for Christmas - something I unilaterally hated becuase they didn't like me and my sis and blah blah blah. (I've not been for 14 years now and I'm never going to go ever again).

And breathe.

Anyway, my Dad wasn't the best cook in the world, but boy he could do Turkey. He could bone a turkey without breaking the skin, then stuff it and then wrap it - it was a work of art. When it was done, it looked nothing like a turkey at all.

That was Christmas dinner this one year - We were in on the gag, but noone else was (there were about 25 people there) - everyone hoovered it up, had seconds and all loved this fabulous meat. They assumed it was pork or something and we didn't let them think otherwise.

At the end of the meal, Dad asked if everyone really enjoyed it, of course they did, and he then announced that it was Turkey - they were not amused. Suddenly they announced that they were just being polite and they didn't like it after all - this, after having massive portions AND seconds.

Bastards.

There's a lesson there, but I'll leave it to you to deduce.

I don't talk to that side of the family any more (haven't done for 13 years) and not just because they're french
(james_tiger_woods is going to start his killing spree on the, Tue 6 Mar 2007, 10:19, Reply)