MichelD
12-25-2021, 01:48 PM
I was invited to a Christmas dinner once where the hostess had prepared a large Canada goose she had been given.
The house smelled wonderful of roasting bird as the goose cooked and then when it was brought to the table it looked great, big, plump and roasted to perfection. Then we sat down and I looked at the rear end.
The goose had been gutted by cutting crossways across the bottom between the breast bone and the cloaca, removing the guts and leaving the cloaca in place. I can't imagine the shit show that had occurred when they cut the lower intestine off leaving it there. Now it sat there protruding out of the end of the bird, swollen, cooked and puckered, presenting an image only a proctologist could love.
I chose some breast meat from the other end.
The house smelled wonderful of roasting bird as the goose cooked and then when it was brought to the table it looked great, big, plump and roasted to perfection. Then we sat down and I looked at the rear end.
The goose had been gutted by cutting crossways across the bottom between the breast bone and the cloaca, removing the guts and leaving the cloaca in place. I can't imagine the shit show that had occurred when they cut the lower intestine off leaving it there. Now it sat there protruding out of the end of the bird, swollen, cooked and puckered, presenting an image only a proctologist could love.
I chose some breast meat from the other end.