the pre-planning.
two turkeys = two sinks. this bathroom was off limits during the defrosting process. the second turkey was cooked at my grandparents'.
golden turkey stock for basting.
we deviated from our normal turkey brining. i entrusted brian to salt the turkey rather than get up early and do it myself. he did a good job. even though it involved touching raw meat.
6:30am thanksgiving. i couldn't do this again to my hair if i tried.
the schedule. i make the list so i don't have to think for the rest of the day.
my mom (sous chef) peeling.
bacon for the green beans.
the first item finished.
time for a snack.
turkey stuffing.
honey glazed carrots.
the appetizer.
the finished product.
sigh.
imagine this whole process set to a soundtrack of frank, dean, and ella. there were a lot of other side dishes not pictured. i realized in my next life, i need a double oven and a refrigerator less full of wine.
two turkeys = two sinks. this bathroom was off limits during the defrosting process. the second turkey was cooked at my grandparents'.
turkey stuffing.
honey glazed carrots.
2 comments:
Love the color on the turkey! And, actually, this entire post made me smile. It has what my mom would have called "a tone." And I mean that as a compliment.
i'm glad tone is a good thing in this instance. usually when my mom says i have a 'tone' it's a reprimand. so, thanks!
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