Turkey for Life (or at least until it sours)
When my brother and I left to drive back to NY Sunday night, my Mom sent some turkey home with us. But this wasn't turkey left over from Thanksgiving. She went out to buy a 12 lb. turkey on Saturday to make for us to bring back to NY for sandwiches with her signature stuffing. They didn't have any 12-pounders, so she bought a 20-pounder instead. A 20 pound turkey for 2 people!
My Mom went to put it in the oven Saturday night and she was only preparing it with salt, pepper, and butter with a lot of water in the bottom of the pan. Nick, the uber-chef, saw this and stepped in immediately, dousing the turkey with just about every reasonable spice he found in the cabinets.
After we got home from dinner that night, we checked the turkey and it seemed to be a little overdone, but with all the water in the pan, it was still profoundly moist. Nick went to cut it up, and I never saw meat fall off the bone that easily in my life. He literally touched the turkey and went to lift it up a few inches to cut it and the meat jumped off the bone to the bottom of the pan. You could grab a bone in the turkey and lift it right out of the bird, nothing attached. This was the juiciest turkey I'd ever seen.
Mom divided it up for us on Sunday, so now the 2 of us have at least 7-8 pounds of turkey each. And don't forget, a giant portion of stuffing. I love them both, but I don't know how I can eat all of it before A.) it goes bad or B.) I get sick of it. At least I have my roommate, Adam, to help me get through it all.
This isn't one of those small baggies either, people. That's a jumbo.
My Mom went to put it in the oven Saturday night and she was only preparing it with salt, pepper, and butter with a lot of water in the bottom of the pan. Nick, the uber-chef, saw this and stepped in immediately, dousing the turkey with just about every reasonable spice he found in the cabinets.
After we got home from dinner that night, we checked the turkey and it seemed to be a little overdone, but with all the water in the pan, it was still profoundly moist. Nick went to cut it up, and I never saw meat fall off the bone that easily in my life. He literally touched the turkey and went to lift it up a few inches to cut it and the meat jumped off the bone to the bottom of the pan. You could grab a bone in the turkey and lift it right out of the bird, nothing attached. This was the juiciest turkey I'd ever seen.
Mom divided it up for us on Sunday, so now the 2 of us have at least 7-8 pounds of turkey each. And don't forget, a giant portion of stuffing. I love them both, but I don't know how I can eat all of it before A.) it goes bad or B.) I get sick of it. At least I have my roommate, Adam, to help me get through it all.
This isn't one of those small baggies either, people. That's a jumbo.