Making a Thanksgiving turkey causes me to sweat. A cold sweat occurs during the defrosting period, each time I open the refrigerator door loudly wondering, “Why is it still rock solid?”. During the roasting time, my temperature is rising steadily, but not the turkey’s.
Last Thanksgiving I wanted so very much not to sweat it. Besides the usual Thanksgiving group, my son-in-law’s parents and my niece’s boyfriend would be joining the festivities. In September, I began reading about turkeys. I copied recipes and learned about brining, butterflying, basting, carving, using a V-rack. As Thanksgiving approached I felt my goal could be attained.
Everything was going well. The turkey was completely defrosted. The cooking thermometer was steadily reaching the goal. The turkey was beautifully carved and placed in the oven until needed. All the guests eventually arrived safely and the food placed on platters. I went to get the turkey and realized I had not turned off the oven. The turkey was dry, I was moist, but their was lots of gravy, good conversation and laughter.
I watched my children laughing together, respectful of one another, and listened to passionate opinions about making the world a better place. I felt peaceful and safe and profoundly grateful. The turkey mistakes do not matter when you can sit safely around the table with family and friends.
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