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Jake and the Jake
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Cindi    Posted 03-21-2004 at 05:26:45       [Reply]  [No Email]
It was less than an hour before dark when Jake started pestering to go back to the woods. Fred and I had been working on those palmettos all afternoon and I saw a clear cut case of a boy that knows he's fixin' to be nominated to feed the animals and was seeking an escape route. But I let him go.

"You know he's just tryin' to get out of..." Fred yelled over the rumble of the tractor.

I nodded and shrugged. Turkey season only lasts so long and Jake has invested every spare dime he's gotten his hands on the last few weeks to buying turkey calls, shotgun shells and so forth.

Fred smiled, and we accepted the fact that we would be feeding together, all alone, but neither of us cared. We had just started collecting the feed buckets when Jake came striding up, all out of breath.

"I got one!" He announced.

"Oh horse manure." Fred said. His standard reaction. I don't know why he does that, but it never fails, he never misses an opportunity to tease. "You couldn't hit the broad side of a barn with a brick from five paces." And then because he could tell in Jake's eyes that he was telling the truth...

"What'd you get?"

I just shook my head at the ritual.

"I got a Jake."

"Beard?" Fred asked, not looking up.

"Four inches or so."

"Where's it at?"

"Back in the woods...I'm gonna put my gun away first..."

"Well hurry up, it's getting dark and I don't want you wandering around back there tripping over snakes."

The beard turned out to be almost exactly four inches, not enough for them to really get excited about, but as Jake meticulously cleaned the bird on the tailgate of my truck I grinned at the picture he and Fred presented. Both of them hunkered over the bird, checking the contents of the stomach to see where the flock had been grazing, what they'd been eating, always seeking the intimate knowledge of the turkey's habits to try and gain that edge for next year.

"Poor old thing, he was just trying to eat." Fred said, when Jake described finding thee turkey with his head down in a clover patch.

"Yeah well, so are we." I supplied. Another ritual, and we all laughed.

"You're gonna cook it for me tomorrow, right?" Jake asked.

I ran my hand over the turkey's breast, trying to make it look like I was deciding if it passed muster, even though we both knew that it was on the menu for Sunday supper.

"Well, it's kinda scrawny, but I guess we can stretch it." I smiled at him and he blushed. I guess I'm as bad as Fred when it comes to teasing.


ron,ar    Posted 03-21-2004 at 07:23:50       [Reply]  [No Email]
looks like another case of Florida violence and high crime to me Cindi:^)
To be on the safe side you should pull the kids out of school, sell the place and move up north someplace. You know you live way too close to Disneyworld/Epcot center.That big ball at Epcot center might roll off it's mount, roll across Florida and mash one of the pigs. You better listen to Northern Safety. Wonder what horrible thing happened to him down there that brought all this on?
PS sounds like Jake is enjoying turkey season if not taking downright advantage of it. LOL


Yeah I thought of...    Posted 03-21-2004 at 10:23:28       [Reply]  [No Email]
...that myself, but since the turkeys seem to get by with the crime and the humidity and all I guess we'll tuff it out.

Jake lives for ANY season. It's all he thinks and talks about and I swear if I never hear another turkey call it'll be too soon for me. lol!


Sorry Boss...    Posted 03-21-2004 at 05:31:18       [Reply]  [No Email]
I just read your post....ooops.

Cindi


jeanette    Posted 03-21-2004 at 05:40:54       [Reply]  [No Email]
i bet he will be tastey!!!


Vic in Kenefick    Posted 03-21-2004 at 05:40:40       [Reply]  [No Email]
I bet turkey and dumplins aint bad either.


Cindi    Posted 03-21-2004 at 05:46:43       [Reply]  [No Email]
I'm going to cook it like the one my MIL cooked over Christmas. Boiled then roasted. The breast is always tender but the rest is usually tough as a boot. Boiling helps with that.


SusieQ    Posted 03-21-2004 at 05:57:58       [Reply]  [No Email]
Ever try slicing the wild turkey then frying it?
Very very tasty too....good for your son. That made him a proud young man.


Haw'n Heart    Posted 03-21-2004 at 07:01:17       [Reply]  [No Email]
A dear friend of mine.. long gone now, once fixed wild turkey in a pressure cooker. Was the tastiest turkey I ever had. Don't know how she did it but it was great.


Duke(WNY)    Posted 03-21-2004 at 14:39:00       [Reply]  [No Email]
I do wild turkey for 3 minutes per pound at 15 pounds pressure


Cindi    Posted 03-21-2004 at 10:25:11       [Reply]  [No Email]
Susie, no I haven't but I'll remember that.

Haw'n..ooohh! I have a pressure cooker.


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