Going rogue.......

Lots of turkey wrestling today......THAT's life in America.....

I do not stuff my turkey. There I said it.....I do not stuff my turkey. (Unless you count the onion, apple, celery, sage, rosemary, thyme and peppercorn corsage that I stick up it's....well.....you know). Even so, I do my share of turkey wrangling. I dig out the the innards, I give it a bath, I truse it up, I cover it in herbs and oils and potions and I give it a proper blessing before I shove it in my roaster, carry it down to the basement fridge and bid it farewell until it's time to cook it up tomorrow. And, then, I take on it's brother----get him all cleaned up and ready to take a dive into the brine that I prepared just for this occasion---I guess you can say I cool him off before Vince throws him into his hot oil treatment (frying). After that, I take on it's little sister--the cute little breast that this year I am going to clean up, cover in pretty herbs and stuff into a cooking bag.

Then, I'm taking on the stuffing.......

That's life in Judiland, USA today.