Stuff Real Men Can't Do
Nor, want to.  |
Friday, November 28, 2014
6 comments:
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Helly said...
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It might be crappy, but I can't figure it out.
Happy TG. Been busy sleeping and eating.
Bad news: the turkey didn't thaw out in time. Not even close. Good news: the fridge hasn't used any electricity in 3 days. -
11/28/14, 8:51 AM
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Rodger the Real King of France said...
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Good lord Helly, how many turkeys did you have murdered for dinner? And, what did you finally settle on?
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11/28/14, 9:13 AM
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Helly said...
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None. I was exhausted from drywalling a mission rehab project. Slept til noon yesterday and let the Church Ladies prepare a bounteous feast. After stuffing myself with 6 or 8 varieties of pie (who's counting?), I went back to sleep. Best TG ever.
But we do have a tradition of abusing the Publix loss-leaders. So I get enough turkey to last until they are willing to sell it again for 59¢. At least 40 pounds. I butcher it into lovely boneless breast roasts, throw all the bagged parts into a 165º kettle, and simmer the bones into gallons of high test broth. This is where unattended sous vide cooking really shines. The frozen cooking juices are like amber — bagged turkey parts keep perfectly in the freezer forever. -
11/28/14, 9:59 AM
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Rodger the Real King of France said...
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Damn, great idea. I can't believe how much turkey breast cost.
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11/28/14, 10:02 AM
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Anonymous said...
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Most women say they are more impressed with accuracy, than size. At least that's what I tell them. -Anymouse
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11/28/14, 5:46 PM
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Anonymous said...
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that would be girth, not accuarcy ..
Doc. Johnson -
11/29/14, 9:47 AM
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