it was the Turkey, in the hall, with its spoiled meat drumstick
yeah, here is a clue, if I die, its because I was too stubborn to admit the turkey was turning -spoiled- and cooked it anyway.
famous last words : it only smelled a little funny!
gah. why, why did I have so many projects and a husband working in Philadelphia for the past two weeks that held me off from cooking our own turkey? this was the first day we had time to cook all this crap and when I opened the plastic bag it smelled kinda off - not the OMG THROW IT OUT! kinda of bad, but the -Hmm I am gonna go google spoiled turkey (NO good answers) and see if I am ok- type of mild panic.
so short answer, I am cooking the fucker without ANYTHING - all by it's self - at 450 degrees and once it is cooked I will be able to taste - OMG- if it is bad or not. (if I put stuff on it - like I normally do, I wouldn't be able to reaaaly taste if the turkey is bad or not...)
somehow writing this all out really drives it home how insane this idea is.
but will that stop me? haha NO.
I may only have 6.5 hours before total intestinal upset. Lets finish my papers NOW!
(that's the other part of this equation - growing up poor with constant reminders of people starving elsewhere in the world - I can not throw away food, and most certainly have issues throwing away large quantities of food- like, oh , I DON'T KNOW, A 27 POUND TURKEY?!?! TT_TT what will I do with 27 pounds of spoiled turkey? Cry and bury it LOL)
UPDATE:
ok, as far as tonight goes (nervous laughter) the Turkey is great, tastes great, smelled great, cooked great, and yeah... not spoiled nor foul (guffaw) at all.
hopefully my stomach will not decide later tonight, or tomorrow that all those 'greats' were a disguise.
OH HEY bright side, maybe I'll get food poisoning and puke myself my desired 10 pounds lighter by xmas!
X_x
LOL
famous last words : it only smelled a little funny!
gah. why, why did I have so many projects and a husband working in Philadelphia for the past two weeks that held me off from cooking our own turkey? this was the first day we had time to cook all this crap and when I opened the plastic bag it smelled kinda off - not the OMG THROW IT OUT! kinda of bad, but the -Hmm I am gonna go google spoiled turkey (NO good answers) and see if I am ok- type of mild panic.
so short answer, I am cooking the fucker without ANYTHING - all by it's self - at 450 degrees and once it is cooked I will be able to taste - OMG- if it is bad or not. (if I put stuff on it - like I normally do, I wouldn't be able to reaaaly taste if the turkey is bad or not...)
somehow writing this all out really drives it home how insane this idea is.
but will that stop me? haha NO.
I may only have 6.5 hours before total intestinal upset. Lets finish my papers NOW!
(that's the other part of this equation - growing up poor with constant reminders of people starving elsewhere in the world - I can not throw away food, and most certainly have issues throwing away large quantities of food- like, oh , I DON'T KNOW, A 27 POUND TURKEY?!?! TT_TT what will I do with 27 pounds of spoiled turkey? Cry and bury it LOL)
UPDATE:
ok, as far as tonight goes (nervous laughter) the Turkey is great, tastes great, smelled great, cooked great, and yeah... not spoiled nor foul (guffaw) at all.
hopefully my stomach will not decide later tonight, or tomorrow that all those 'greats' were a disguise.
OH HEY bright side, maybe I'll get food poisoning and puke myself my desired 10 pounds lighter by xmas!
X_x
LOL