Find Out What I Did at a Feather Party

First of all I went there with two great girls from my WWCG group Lyn and Lisa (You Both Rock!) and Tom was a great addition.

Now you may have to ask what a feather party is. Believe me I had to look it up before I wondered for too long what kind of strange places my new friends were trying to get me to go.

A feather party is something that is local and started in Detroit by Polish immigrants who upon coming overseas to the new world were told that this holiday was celebrated by all and that it required a turkey. Well being newly transplanted they had little income to spend on such lavish food as a turkey. So they got together and purchased a few and raffled them off. After winning the (un)lucky bird they led it home on a leash and when the time came to cook it they had to de-feather it and, um, well, kill it for dinner.

So here we are in the 21st century in a group of about 500 people shouting “Chuck! Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!” and yes we meant the meat (ground chuck).

The turkeys were frozen. Good thing as my cat would not get along with another mouth to share her food with.

A better time I could not have had as Lyn unloaded her cooler of food, we were told in advance to bring, I will take this more seriously next time, who knew we would be trying to win meat for four hours. And stood in line to buy drink tickets so that we might be fully fortified for the night. Margaritas and meat.

It was a meat festival. A party to supply the meat for future parties. 

After a few drinks the cheers became as loud as a super bowl. “I won!” “Over here. I got the winning ticket!” “Yeah!” squeals of delight at winning boneless hams. Could you ask for a more satisfying prize then a pork loin?

I have to say that the giant bag of kielbasa really had me hungry. And they had a bag of beer (six pack in a brown bag) that would be a great win to pair with that sausage.

This was completely Detroit All-American FUN! Now I remember why Michigan has me by the cojonas.  I love to have a good time with friendly people who work their butts off and party like they won the lottery for the little things that mean so much and add to our bank of memories about good times with family and friends.

There was also some enthusiastic, fun entertainment in the form of the MC who in some previous incarnation was Ziggy Marley’s distant cousin from the islands. He was pretty good.

This VFW hall was a great place for groups of different people to {meat} meet?  There were veterans as well as retirees, ladies from the Red hat society, families and friends.  And to top it off your ticket for each round had about six chances to win prizes. Yes, bringing food is definitely on the top of my list next time. There were some tasty looking fully loaded potato skins at the next table over. Yum! And did I mention the meat? The Dearborn boneless ham I won was very good by the way.   Lisa I’ve got some great recipes for that roasting chicken.

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