For Thanksgiving, I ordered a
heritage turkey, which is more like a wild turkey and wasn't bred/genetically engineered to have massive breasts. Pickup was at an organic farmer's market out in the suburbs, but when I got there, it turned out that the farmer's market was actually just a tent set up in the yard of a farm. But it was awesome, because there were chickens and guinea fowl running around the yard and let me get super close to them.
As I've done the last two Thanksgivings, I again brined the turkey for a day. Here it is drying before getting dressed and ready to go into the oven:
and getting dressed in a layer of butter and cheesecloth:
all done! :
getting carved up by Joe:
Our dinner guests, Pierre and Genevieve with Joe:
Dinner table all set and ready to be served:
Dinner table all set and ready to be served:
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