There’s a twenty pound turkey in my basement freezer and it’s making me nervous.
The P-Dawg and I are hosting Thanksgiving for the first time this year. It’s been awhile since we made a turkey, the last time being for the V-meister’s first birthday party. I don’t know, it seemed like a good idea at the time.
We started discussing the turkey last Thursday.
P-Dawg: “We have twenty minutes to kill before the parent teacher conference. Do you want to stop at Heinen’s and buy a turkey?”
Rima: “I’m not sure if I’m ready yet. Also, it seems risky. What if it goes bad in the car? Should we take it into the parent-teacher conference with us?”
P-Dawg: “Forget it. Just buy one when you do the grocery shopping next week.”
On Monday morning, I went to the grocery store and marched up to the Butterball turkey display. The turkeys all looked pretty much the same, so I picked a medium sized bird off the top and was about to lob it into my cart when I noticed that other customers were inspecting the turkeys much more closely, turning them this way and that, discarding the unacceptable ones, and digging into the bottom of the vat for more, better turkeys.
I decided my turkey wasn’t good enough. I mean, I hadn’t even smelled it.
I put the turkey back and picked up another one, much bigger. I turned it over and looked at the expiration date. It was November 25th, which seemed a little cocky. I sniffed the turkey and made sure it had two legs, then knocked it up against the side of the bin a couple of times. Seemed OK.
The turkey weighed twenty pounds. I wheeled it up to the checkout lane and hoisted it on the conveyor.
“Cooking for a crowd this year, I see” the cashier said to me, and I began to wonder. Is my turkey too big? Does the cashier know something about this turkey that I do not? Will I have to wake up at four AM to cook it? Should I start de-frosting it now?
The turkey is keeping me up at night.
I hope it turns out OK.
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OMG… I’m crying!! Giiiiirrrrrrl, you’re funny.
I’m always thankful I never have to deal with this stuff. But I can tell you this: I think I’d start the defrosting process now.
Nic´s last [type] ..Is This Some Kind of Joke
I am keeping my fingers crossed. I have also, stupidly, volunteered to cook all the appetizers and sides this year so I think this fever is going around.
Vicki´s last [type] ..SKRUG
I hosted Christmas dinner for twelve people last year and had to surreptitiously MICROWAVE THE TURKEY in the kitchen because it didn’t cook all the way. OMG. It was delicious though. Good luck.
Becca´s last [type] ..And now I will go change my shirt
General rule of thumb for defrosting in the fridge is 24 hours for every 5 pounds. I’d wait until Sunday and you’ll have a bird ready to go on Thursday morning.
Good luck!
Tom´s last [type] ..An Aromatic Flower At Thai Orchid
I would love to give you some “sage” advice (ba dum dum, thank you, thank you, I’m here all week, try the roast beef) but turkeys scare the shit out of me. So do bears. But I digress. Here’s what you do….donate the frozen turkey to a shelter and buy one already precooked from a local restaurant. Make all the sides from scratch. Ta da! No worries!
nancy´s last [type] ..Pondering Veterans Day
yeah, what a joke — like there is anything to picking out a frozen turkey! just take one!
Seriously though — it really isn’t that hard. I’ve done that crazy brining thing and all sorts of stuff, but what really matters is just not over cooking it. Don’t rely on that stupid pop-up thingy. Use a thermometer and whatever the internets say to cook it to. Then it will be juicy and yummy!
lifeineden´s last [type] ..Disney
Good luck with the cooking. We should compare notes afterwards. I’ll be cooking this year, too, and it’s been several years. But, I predict good turkeys for both of us. Especially you, as you know how to bang around a good turkey.
JCK´s last [type] ..JCK is desperate for household organizational tipsso fess up!
I usually leave the bird to the man to cook…I’m too chicken. (.. oh I know, that was HORRIBLE!!!)
Happy Thanksgiving – we’re up to bat this year for the family Christmas so we will face this same issue in a few short weeks…
Karen MEG´s last [type] ..Sunday- when I should get off my and do something productive
thankful that my SIL is hosting Thanksgiving, and everything she assigned me to bring comes in a can. seriously. trying not to be offended, and just enjoy.
Painted Maypole´s last [type] ..Harrys Pants
usually leave the bird to the man to cook…I’m too chicken. (.. oh I know, that was HORRIBLE!!!)
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