Do you still make a wish and break the turkey wishbone?

Ruth n Jersey

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I always broke the wishbone as a child and then did it with my kids. We never did it on Thanksgiving Day because the bone had to dry out first which took a few days. A couple of times I put it in the warm oven after it was turned off to speed things up. As I think back, I remember breaking it with my Father. It seems I always won. I think he held it in such a way that I always got the long piece. These days, I save them for the Grand kids if we aren't together for the holiday.
 

Ruth, we always did it a few weeks later, like you, to be sure it was dried out. But I never thought to dry it out in the oven like you, what a great idea!

Now this is kind of weird I guess, but my eldest grandson loved that dog on Public TV show named "Wishbone". For some reason we all started calling the kid Wishbone as a nickname.

Often, when I baked a whole chicken, I'd clean off the little wishbones and save them on the kitchen window sill and give them to him to throw around or who knows what, but for several years I saved them and tied them with slim ribbons to his birthday and Christmas packages near his name tag.

People make jewelry from wishbones, or styled like them anyway. I've seen earrings.
 
Still save the wishbone from the turkey and still teach the newest members of the family to wear black olives on their fingers.

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Oh my word, I thought the black olive thing was just in my family! That's a hoot to find out your family did it too, Aunt Bea. One year a grandmother gave me four cans of black olives for my birthday and I was beyond delighted. I felt like she really understood me. To this day, there's usually a bowl of black olives at any family gathering.
 
Oh, the fights over who got to snap the wishbone...... My turn! No, my turn! You got to do it last year! No, I didn't! Yes, you did! Mooooooommmmmmm!!!!

We never had black olives, but someone always put cucumber slices on their eyes and scared the little ones.
 


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