I like to say “gizzard.” It’s a word I could have invented as a kid. For one thing, it has two Zs, which is exceptional. I also appreciate the way the syllables work on your tongue. “Gizzard” very nearly sounds like a curse.
Anyhow, I got to say the word to Desiree while
talking about cooking her first-ever turkey. “Desiree,” I said, "I am going to
help you avoid a rookie mistake. You need to take the giblets out from inside the turkey – you know, the gizzard and neck and stuff. A
lot of people don’t know they are inside and leave them there when they cook
the bird. It’s kinda funny.”
Desiree thought for a moment and then asked, “Why
do they give them to you with the turkey? They don’t always with chickens.”
“Beats me. Maybe just to confuse us. But I like a
gizzard now and then.”
There. I got to say “gizzard” twice.
—Mitchell
Hegman
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