Beats me. We had a turkey and two porkettas. Nobody touched the turkey except my wife, who had insisted on it. My kid and all of hers went for the porketta.
My son-in-law echoed my own sentiments when he announced at the table, "We didn't really need the turkey. The porketta is so much better, and there is plenty of it." But the look on my wife's face prompted me to intervene, in my deepest, most authoritative voice: "You know, the turkey is still important. It is the traditional Thanksgiving dish, and we are all about maintaining tradition." Truth be told, I could skip the mashed potatoes in favor of a nice linguini carbonara, too.
I was looking forward to leftover porketta, since we barely touched the second roast, but those darn kids took the whole thing home. I have to give those girls credit, though. While the meal was being readied for the table, they kept bringing me out choice bits of the crust and cracklin's. I knew then I had done my part to raise them up right.