Category Archives: Thanksgiving

Spatchcocking the Bird

It sounds like as much fun as it was.

Please enjoy immoderate amounts of information and photos from a previous Thanksgiving bacchanal.

The word “spatchcock” — for those of you not up-to-date on archaic vocabulary —  is a combination of “dispatch” meaning to prepare poultry for cooking (including all the indelicate parts from killing to feathering to trimming; you know, the stuff you don’t want to know about) and “cock” meaning bird. Dispatch the cock. Spatchcock.

The more modern meaning would be “tell your husband to remove himself from the recliner because it’s time to fight with this slippery turkey and we have a zillion people coming over soon.”

Come. Join me on a pictorial tutorial through a half hour of our Thanksgiving morning. Apologies to my vegetarian friends and those foreigners who might not comprehend the desperate measures and sacrifices Americans make on this holiest of Eating Holidays.

Posing and dancing the bird on the counter is the first step. That’s how you know if it’s ripe.

Cut one side of the backbone …

… then the other …

… finally removing it altogether. Then hope your grandma doesn’t smite you from her heavenly perch for not saving it to make soup.

Almost spatched.

Turn it over. Maneuver it one last time in a demure pose. After all, how would you feel to be all naked on the kitchen counter like that?!

Press firmly on the sternum until it makes a delicious cracking sound. Like a really good chiropractic adjustment.

Spatched.

And posed one last time. Just because it’s fun.

Ready to cook …

Cooked. Quite delish.

The benefits to spatchcocking are numerous and include more than just getting to play with your food. Your turkey cooks in about half the time, but choose one that’s no more than 15 pounds. (This one was about 11 pounds. We did another one in the traditional way. You know, in a bag.) You can get the spices everywhere much easier. Breast and thighs are done at the same time. Crispier skin. Easier to carve. Guaranteed blog entry with maybe the extra bonus of angry vegetarian comments.

You will sacrifice the big Norman Rockwell presentation, but by the time that happens, everyone is all liquored up anyway and just wants to tear into a drumstick.

Chief Spatchcocker says I wouldn’t be able to do it myself but methinks he underestimates the mighty, mighty power of my willfullness. Or what I’d do for a blog entry.

And here’s a dramatic video representation. Have a tissue handy … it’s a tear-jerker.

So … what do you think? Will you spatchcock YOUR bird?

Just Say No To Holiday Weight Gain

Last year was the first year I didn’t succumb to the stealthy five or so pounds that creep up from Thanksgiving through mid-January and attach to my belly, butt and thighs.

I want the same thing to happen this year — and each subsequent year — so I figured out what I did right. And what I quit doing wrong!

Probably the most important thing was that I just didn’t bake as much as I usually do. Like every family, we have many traditions that swirl around the holidays like so much whipped cream on pie, which I got rid of. The whipped cream, not the pie. I mean, c’mon! Basically, I pared down the offerings to just a few can’t-live-withouts that I let everyone vote on. Turns out, nobody really liked the hoopla of baking and frosting 84 gazillion sugar cookies. We mindlessly ate them, though, well into January. So the sugar cookies got the heave-ho. (Bonus — You can imagine how much time that freed up, too, helping lower the ‘scheduling stress’ of it all.) But we kept our Christmas morning coffeecake, because some traditions you just don’t mess with. (We affectionately call it our Heart Attack in a Bundt Pan.)

I’m sure it’s no coincidence, but last year I finally figured out portion control. It seems like a simple thing, right? But if you’re struggling with weight gain, you know how hard it is to eat proper amounts of food. It’s easy to lose perspective about proper portions, with all the supersizing of restaurant meals and ease of buying in bulk. But I made the voice in my head quit singing the theme to Gilligan’s Island all day and instead tell me to “Eat half as much … you can always have more later if you’re truly hungry.” Of course, I’m, you know, lazy, so if I put away the leftovers first, then I won’t get them out again. And guess what? I never miss having seconds. I’ve realized that’s more of a habit than true hunger.

Everyone is tempted to only eat celery all day before going to a party … skipping breakfast and lunch so you can eat a huge Thanksgiving dinner … eating nothing sweet in October and then tearing into the kids’ trick-or-treat bag like a crazed hyena.

Doesn’t work.

I’ve already posted some tips to remain in control at holiday parties (which I learned the hard way too) so take a look at those.

Whatever you do, DON’T turn down an invitation to a party because you’re scared of wrecking your diet. Life is too short to agonize over your weight. It’s much more important to connect with your friends and family … yes, even if it involves a million calories. Just don’t eat a million calories.

Sometimes I’d slip and eat more — much more — than I intended. When I finally figured out that I needed to get back on track right then instead of waiting until tomorrow, the weight came off easier too. It’s very tempting to say, “Oops, I screwed up … may as well have another brownie/eggnog/serving of mashed potatoes/bottle of tequila.”

But don’t. I like the analogy of getting a traffic ticket. If you get stopped for speeding, you don’t say, “Oops, I screwed up … may as well keep speeding. I’ll slow down tomorrow.” No. You learn your lesson and slow down right then, becoming more conscious of your actions.

During the holidays, especially, I’d rather enjoy all the parties and festivities, so I’m willing to exercise harder and longer for the duration. I know I’ll probably consume more calories than normal from November through January, but I’ll also burn more too.

So, fingers crossed that I really have figured it out because that means I can continue to pass along the tricks and tips that work for me!

What about you … do you gain weight over the holidays? Do you have any favorite tips or tricks to avoid holiday weight gain?