I figured I could share this picture of a twenty five fricking pound turkey. Seriously, twenty five pounds. She put out three, count 'em, three cups of fat. I took a cup or so home, I think I'm going to make tamales with it.
She was a gift to my brother. A friend of his had acquired them and intended to raise them as pets, I believe. But since they were bred for meat they have a very... set lifespan. It reached the point where they were so top heavy they couldn't really walk anymore. Fortunately, that was just in time for Thanksgiving! So that's what he made, took almost six hours in the oven. Best. Turkey. Ever.
Here is the rest of the spread, good times.Oh and this white wine? Fantastic. I don't have my usually snooty "tastes like X" spiel (since it's not the only wine I drank today, heh) but I highly recommend it.
I also realize the old blog is looking a little rough around the edges these days. I'm planning on a major overhaul soon, once my girlfriend has time to advise me on colors. Heh.