gobble gobble
awhile back tami eric and myself decided that we would cook a turkey on the sunday of finals week so we would have something good to eat all week. being that i cook the majority of the meals around here anyway i was the lucky one to cook our 15 pound bird.
now, being that i was using a college apartment kitchen my tools were very limited. for example, i did not have a pan large enough to hold a 15 pound anything, let alone something that has wings stickin out on the sides. so, the wings of our bird were hanging over the edge of the pan.
let me start at the begining... i have a fear of raw meat, so when i took the turkey out of the package and a mixture of turkey blood and salmonila were all over i knew it was going to be a trying day. so i get the turkey out and realize my pan dilema, but i survive. then i must remove the gizzards and neck. the neck wasn't bad (i broke in on tami in the shower and shoved the neck in her face while gobbling at her hahaha)but reaching your hand into a turkey to pull out the intestines while your 21 year old guy roommate makes fun of the "sexual" things you are doing to a turkey is a lil awkward. anyway, then i start to season our turkey.
to do this you must cut holes in the skin and shove the seasonings underneath so the meat gets flavoring too. so im doin just fine when a tiny slip of the knife causes me to slice the skin on my finer instead of the skin on the turkey. no big deal, it was a clean cut so i wash it out put a bandaid back on it and get back to my task at hand.
so everything is all fine and my turkey gets in the oven at about 12:30. after about an hour of thinking im a master chef i hear sizzling, which is definatley not supposed to happen. so i go check it out. i open the oven door and a huge cloud of black smoke pours out. uh oh.
now, as you know turkeys take like 5 hours to cook, so im extremely concerned because its pretty much impossible to burn a turkey in an hour. so i get the turkey out of the oven and the oven is still smoking like crazy. then i notice my problem. if you'll remember before i mentioned that the wings were hanging over the edge, this caused grease to drip off of them into my oven. this nearly caused a grease fire. which caused a TON of smoke and a pretty freaked out tina. so i wipe up the grease and wash it out with water, put a cookie sheet in the lower rack to catch the grease, and get my turkey back in the oven.
twenty minutes later i hear that sound again and start to panic. smoke everywhere. shit. so i take everything back out of the oven, grab a flashlight and actually scrub my oven clean. i used dishsoap and clorox and water and whatever else i could find that would remove the grease so i didnt burn down edgewood apartments.
my turkey gets back in the oven and the rest of my day goes of problem free. i ended up making an entire thanksgiving meal (turkey, stuffing, gravy, mashed potatoes, corn, and pudding) and it was delicious and im very proud (even though i nearly started a huge fire).
here's the kicker, one of the other kitchen supplies that we lack is a dishwasher. now we typically take turns doing the dishes but we decided that since it's finals week and we wont have much time everyone will be in charge of their own dishes blah blah blah. sounds fair. so we finish the meal and this is how the conversation went:
Eric: wow, look at all of the dishes tina used to cook dinner.
Tami: haha yup, shes going to be washing dishes all night.
Me: fuck you guys i just cooked for over 5 hours, scrubbed our stove out, and sliced my finger open so you could have a good meal.
Eric and Tami: hahahaha too bad
so today i washed dishes forever. and all the scrubbing ripped my finger back open. assholes.
anyway, i supose i should study a little and get to bed considering i have my biggest final in 12 hours and the only studying i've done was while watching monday night football. yup, im a great student.
night
<3
now, being that i was using a college apartment kitchen my tools were very limited. for example, i did not have a pan large enough to hold a 15 pound anything, let alone something that has wings stickin out on the sides. so, the wings of our bird were hanging over the edge of the pan.
let me start at the begining... i have a fear of raw meat, so when i took the turkey out of the package and a mixture of turkey blood and salmonila were all over i knew it was going to be a trying day. so i get the turkey out and realize my pan dilema, but i survive. then i must remove the gizzards and neck. the neck wasn't bad (i broke in on tami in the shower and shoved the neck in her face while gobbling at her hahaha)but reaching your hand into a turkey to pull out the intestines while your 21 year old guy roommate makes fun of the "sexual" things you are doing to a turkey is a lil awkward. anyway, then i start to season our turkey.
to do this you must cut holes in the skin and shove the seasonings underneath so the meat gets flavoring too. so im doin just fine when a tiny slip of the knife causes me to slice the skin on my finer instead of the skin on the turkey. no big deal, it was a clean cut so i wash it out put a bandaid back on it and get back to my task at hand.
so everything is all fine and my turkey gets in the oven at about 12:30. after about an hour of thinking im a master chef i hear sizzling, which is definatley not supposed to happen. so i go check it out. i open the oven door and a huge cloud of black smoke pours out. uh oh.
now, as you know turkeys take like 5 hours to cook, so im extremely concerned because its pretty much impossible to burn a turkey in an hour. so i get the turkey out of the oven and the oven is still smoking like crazy. then i notice my problem. if you'll remember before i mentioned that the wings were hanging over the edge, this caused grease to drip off of them into my oven. this nearly caused a grease fire. which caused a TON of smoke and a pretty freaked out tina. so i wipe up the grease and wash it out with water, put a cookie sheet in the lower rack to catch the grease, and get my turkey back in the oven.
twenty minutes later i hear that sound again and start to panic. smoke everywhere. shit. so i take everything back out of the oven, grab a flashlight and actually scrub my oven clean. i used dishsoap and clorox and water and whatever else i could find that would remove the grease so i didnt burn down edgewood apartments.
my turkey gets back in the oven and the rest of my day goes of problem free. i ended up making an entire thanksgiving meal (turkey, stuffing, gravy, mashed potatoes, corn, and pudding) and it was delicious and im very proud (even though i nearly started a huge fire).
here's the kicker, one of the other kitchen supplies that we lack is a dishwasher. now we typically take turns doing the dishes but we decided that since it's finals week and we wont have much time everyone will be in charge of their own dishes blah blah blah. sounds fair. so we finish the meal and this is how the conversation went:
Eric: wow, look at all of the dishes tina used to cook dinner.
Tami: haha yup, shes going to be washing dishes all night.
Me: fuck you guys i just cooked for over 5 hours, scrubbed our stove out, and sliced my finger open so you could have a good meal.
Eric and Tami: hahahaha too bad
so today i washed dishes forever. and all the scrubbing ripped my finger back open. assholes.
anyway, i supose i should study a little and get to bed considering i have my biggest final in 12 hours and the only studying i've done was while watching monday night football. yup, im a great student.
night
<3