Turkey for four isn’t just American. In the UK, they call a small turkey a “poussin” or a “baby turkey.” They roast it for Sunday lunch. With roasties and gravy. It’s adorable and delicious.
Quirky fact: The wild turkey can fly up to 55 miles per hour. Your store-bought 10-pounder? It never saw a sky. But it saw a delicious destiny in your oven.
So go ahead. Pick that 10-pound bird. Laugh at its tiny drumsticks. Roast it like you mean it. Your table of four will feel like a banquet. You’ll have leftovers, stories, and zero regrets.
Small turkey, big joy. That’s the takeaway. You’re not sacrificing scale. You’re optimizing happiness. And when someone asks, “Is that a turkey for ants?” Smile. Say, “It’s for us.” And pass the gravy.
