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.
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.
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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