The wing tips are great naked fried all crispy. Great for nibbling on as a snack. The wing tips are my favorite part of the Thanksgiving turkey. Gee, that reminds me ;).
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Ian put out the dishes and flatware, while Richard fetched the bird. It was rather small, and the meal wasn't as extensive as the typical Thanksgiving feast. The stuffing was done in the turkey, and the sides consisted of Southern style green beans with potatoes, with plenty of bacon, cranberry sauce, corn, and bread, with plenty of butter. Before slicing the turkey, Richard cut off a wing tip for Ian, "Winter said you love these." As everyone made their way to their seats, Richard asked, "Who's having beer?"
Winter waved her hands as she said, "Me, me, me, me."
Eric replied, "Maybe later," and with Chloe and Tally, opted for the iced green tea.
Richard retrieved three very large mugs from the freezer, and Winter swooped. She filled her glass and took a drink before turning to face her father with a foam moustache, barking out in a gruff voice, "License and proof of insurance, son."
Winter, Ian and Richard had claimed the side of the oval table that was nearest the beer, and the meagerness of their dinners more than suggested that they weren't intending to fill up on food. Eric had gone the other route. With his drumstick, he reminded Winter of pictures of Henry the VIII, something she didn't hesitate to share. Chloe wasn't far behind, with her eating-for-two situation.
Ian's plate was topped with a wing tip, over a large serving of green beans. He had carefully dodged the chunks of potato. Winter noticed her mother glancing at his plate and said, "I know I'm not supposed to speak about your personal life, Ian, but my mom seems concerned to the point of distress. You see everyone, Ian is leading a double life, and his alter-ego is a supermodel."
Ian gestured to Eric's overloaded plate and declared, "Better that than a bulbous, 16th century monarch with a penchant for beheadings."
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--Bryan