Figsinmybelly

>2 years ago. I tackled the entire bird for the first time.

I was a skinny little twerp taking the guts out of a big ol’ turkey. But I did it. I won the battle. I successfully baked my spice-rubbed turkey to a lovely golden brown. At least the oven didn’t light on fire (yes, that did happen one year).

Fast forward 2 years. My mother thought it would be simpler to just by a netted breast and thigh rather than deal with the bird as a whole. We nestled the meat atop an aromatic bed of onions, carrots, and fennel. Then mama had this crazy good idea to pour an entire bottle of white wine over the whole darn thing. Crazy good.

Whoa Nelly! That’s one glistening bird. The tough part is keeping it nice and juicy, a rare occurrence in my family’s home (let’s just say we have been known to make dry dry dry and did I say dry poultry). My mom does know how to cook up some real good red meat, but I will save those stories for another day…

Happy Turkey Day everyone!

Oh, and here’s a little snippet of some of this year’s “sides” (sides in “” because I usually consider them my “mains”…the sides are always my fav.!) :