For those of you who wanted to know how the buttermilk brined, spatchcocked turkey went: It was fantastic. The kids said it was the best turkey they’ve ever had. Calling that a win!
Someone had to guard the turkey from the cats as it came to room temperature before roasting. Good job, Phil!
The turkey roasted up beautifully. I tented it with foil for the last half hour.
It is so hard to get a decent picture without natural light! And yes, a petite serving, but that’s what happens when I’m in the kitchen all day, and tasting as I go. Have to make sure it’s good! My Dad’s stuffing? Stellar.
I opened a special bottle of wine for the occasion, and sent half of it off with the kids. In a mason jar. Classy! But I wasn’t ready to give up the bottle/label yet. This was part of the swag from the solar eclipse watch at Willamette Valley Vineyards in 2017,
Pumpkin pie for dessert.
We were happy to share dinner with the kids, picked up distantly from the porch. And we Zoomed with DH’s family in the morning.
I’m hoping for a more normal Thanksgiving next year, but we have much to be thankful for, now. Wishing everyone a lovely weekend!
Yum yum. Congrats on fine dinner!
OK, so the spatchcocking worked brilliantly ! 😀 I don’t expect anything less from you, so there !!
The turkey-guarding does point up one disadvantage of being a cat-lover: you can’t just put things HIGH UP. [grin]
I love your big family pictures, even if they’re on a monitor. Reminds me of when I was part of one.
Big hug for your competence !!!