We were poor college students, over 1,600 miles from home, when my wife and I celebrated our first Thanksgiving.
I’ll never forget how proud we felt to host Dave Tricky, a fellow student, and his girlfriend for our first Thanksgiving as a married couple. (Yes, that’s his real name. I soon learned the trick was on me.)
We were becoming ‘real’ adults. My bride was 19. I was 20.
We moved our tiny kitchen table to the larger living room and stationed it uncomfortably close to the front door to accommodate the crowd of four.
After the blessing, I ceremoniously stood as the ‘man’ of the house, blade in hand, ready to carve the bird. It was one of life’s great moments.
But the knife didn’t slice into tender breast meat. It was hard. I poked the blade around. The whole damn turkey was bone. I purchased a BONE TURKEY!
Dave and his girlfriend probably stopped at a fast food joint on their way home. If not for the drumsticks and wings, it would have been perfect for vegetarians.
I carried the bone-bird to our cramped kitchen, defeated, to scavenge any remains. (We could use even sparse leftovers.) I flipped the bird over to find two succulent turkey breasts, staring me in the face.
We cooked the bird upside down!
Lessons from a bone turkey:
- Humble yourself before a turkey humbles you.
- You have more than you think.
- Sometimes a different approach changes everything.
- One day, if you keep learning, you’ll laugh at how ignorant you used to be.
What experiences humble you?
*This post was originally posted on Nov. 22, 2012. Occasionally, I repost it this time of year.