I cook quite a few chickens, less in the summertime because it's hot enough without me adding to the problem. I'm saving these up in case I need a wish granted I think. I've been told that they are kind of creepy or gross, and I guess I can understand that, but these people don't know that one of my childhood treasures was a little mouse skull that I found out under a bush on one of our many day trips. (It was already clean when I found it.)
I also remember always asking my dad to try to save the wishbone when we had a whole chicken or a turkey so us kids could snap it and hopefully get a wish granted, but now I understand that they are fragile little things, and a lot of times there isn't much you can do to make sure you get a whole one.
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weird how both you and your dad have "wishbones" on your blogs.
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