Things Inside of Other Things
Last year, she created a turducken. She could have bought one, they had them at the butcher shop, pre-stuffed. But she cared too much about her guests and about the spirits of the unfortunate poultry involved to let the carcasses be manhandled by an anonymous meat stuffer.
Her strong, but delicate hands were well suited to the task of painstakingly deboning the turkey, duck, and chicken, and then stuffing the chicken in the duck, and then the duck, stuffed with chicken, into the turkey. When she finished, the three creatures melded together to form a delicious strata.
A year passed. Between last year's Thanksgiving and this one, she got divorced, changed jobs twice, and went on three dates. Her Thanksgiving guest list dwindled from the eight people of last year to just three: her parents and herself.
Undaunted, this year she seeks a more complicated challenge. Determined to make this Thanksgiving more special than the last, she ponders long on how to create a chiduckey. The secrets to the chiduckey, she thinks, are a very large chicken, a medium duck, and a powerful blender for the turkey. Oh, and a funnel, because she's pouring a huge amount of substance into an extremely small, but very empty, cavity.
Her strong, but delicate hands were well suited to the task of painstakingly deboning the turkey, duck, and chicken, and then stuffing the chicken in the duck, and then the duck, stuffed with chicken, into the turkey. When she finished, the three creatures melded together to form a delicious strata.
A year passed. Between last year's Thanksgiving and this one, she got divorced, changed jobs twice, and went on three dates. Her Thanksgiving guest list dwindled from the eight people of last year to just three: her parents and herself.
Undaunted, this year she seeks a more complicated challenge. Determined to make this Thanksgiving more special than the last, she ponders long on how to create a chiduckey. The secrets to the chiduckey, she thinks, are a very large chicken, a medium duck, and a powerful blender for the turkey. Oh, and a funnel, because she's pouring a huge amount of substance into an extremely small, but very empty, cavity.
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Author's Note
With Thanksgiving next week, seems the right time to haul this out again.
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That last sentence? Perfect.
Deftly done. *
Well done, especially the close.*
Agree with Gary, deftly done is the perfect way to describe this. The end shows such restraint and allows the metaphor to settle naturally and be appreciated for how well it was rolled out. Good work.
Joining the chorus. Really enjoyed this.
Good piece -
"Undaunted, this year she seeks a more complicated challenge."
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Thanks, everyone.
hungry now.***
I love the way your wrapped this one up...great finish. *
Quirky and fun.
I should think a used Bassmaster would work for the turkey. Delightful. Fun, and, to repeat the refrain, deftly done.
Back to fave...
omg.
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PDG Pretty damned good.
Lynn, this is one of those stories that I wish I had written. It hits every note.
Very good. You provoke thought, which is the same as provoking enjoyment, which makes appreciation
Didn't I already fav this? If not I should have. *