Sunday, December 25, 2011

The Golden Goose

Our family decided to try something new this year for Christmas dinner. For some crazy reason, I thought we needed to cook a goose. I sent my cheapo husband out to the gourmet shop to buy the big bird and he came home saying the damn thing better have golden eggs inside because it costs 91 f*!#ing dollars. That's right- what you see laying there costs $91.00. Now I'm not near as cheap as Jeff, but even I was horrified. For an instant I was thinking the ducks at the retention pond in our neighborhood don't look so damn bad, and our kids are pretty good shots with their air soft guns. How cool would that be?

Low and behold, as Santa watched us take out the innards, not one damn golden egg fell out of the goose's ass. We stuffed that sucker full of potatoes, sausage, onions and apples like the recipe said and popped it in the oven. It better taste like a million bucks because I'm thinkin' we got ripped off in either the price or egg department.

I was going to post a picture of the masterpiece after it came out of the oven, but to be honest I'm already 4 Debosas's into Christmas day. A Debosa is a glass of champagne with a splash of Mimosa on top for those of you who are unaware. So I highly doubt I will be in any shape to take a picture in a few hours. Instead, in the spirit of the golden goose, I've been running around goosing everyone. For some reason the 8 year old neighborhood kid didn't think that was so funny. Perhaps a game of duck, duck, goose is more in order.

Since we never got a golden egg, and we were the suckers who actually paid $91 for that damn bird, I guess the old saying rings true, "Our goose is cooked".


  1. Holy Moly... $91? That's a couple filet mignons with light beers. Yep, that's how I roll. I hope it was indeed good.