After last nights wine binge, I failed to wake up until 2PM this afternoon. Not good. That meant that I wasn't going to get the fat ass turkey into the stove for at least 2 hours... or 4PM. So chowtime was looking like 8-9PM.
No problem. Travis stopped by at about 4ish, just about when I was busy preparing the stuffing. Chopped celery, mushrooms, and onions sauteed in my garlic / olive oil foam and butter - with salt, pepper, sage, and a touch of cayenne pepper as flavoring. I hadn't cut the baguettes last night, so even though I left them in the stove (which has a pilot light that keeps it mildly warm), only the outsides were dried out so I had to break 'em and bake 'em.
The mix, once completed, smelled awesome. It tasted awesome.
Much, much better than Stove Top.
Thank god Travis was here, since I don't think I could have stomached the turkey preparations without him. He pulled the guts out, washed it, and made it do a little dance. He carved the excess fat off the thick cut hickory smoked bacon and we stuffed probably 2 pounds of it under the skin of the turkey. It looked unbelievably disgusting. I jammed the stuffing in the bird and Travis couldn't stop laughing at me the whole time. After brushing the whole damn thing down with the garlic foam, we tossed the rest of the makings (onion, mushrooms, celery, potato quarters, and a few strips of bacon) around the fat bastard and tossed it in the oven.
Where it rests now.
I took a picture of the apple pie we made yesterday, and whenever they're done I'll be taking pictures of the finished turkey, the mashed potatoes, and the chocolate-berry crepes I'll be making for dessert. My mouth will not stop watering.
Posted by Matt at November 27, 2003 06:05 PMHuh?
Posted by: Matt at November 29, 2003 11:27 PMremove this one.
Posted by: d0g_p00p at November 29, 2003 10:56 PM