


At the conclusion of my mission I promised myself that as a reward for "surviving" I would never purchase any poultry that was not boneless and skinless (I won't got into the details as to why, but rest assured that I felt properly justified in this decision).  Anyway, a Thanksgiving turkey most certainly does not meet these guidelines so I hope that I will always have a grandma, mother, or aunt to deal with the gizzards for me.  The only kind of turkey I ever plan to make is the one pictured above.  It is a cake, as requested by my grandma for Thanksgiving.  After reading my earlier blog about wanting more practice she commissioned a "Thanksgiving cake."  I felt that an apple pie would have been more festive (and much easier) but in the end I was glad I made the cake.  It is all edible, the legs and wings are made of rice crispy treats.
 
3 comments:
I was just going to comment on how that turkey looks so good that it must be fake... but I would have NEVER guessed that it was a cake! Wonderful job! Beautiful :) And, Dave's little brother just told us a little while ago that he met your family :) I love that you moved into another mauger ward :)
I'm totally impressed!! I thought it was a real turkey!!
I totally thought it was a real turkey too! That is one sweet cake, nice job! You really have crazy cake-making skills :)
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