i got the turkey out of the brine bucket and patted it dry, and got to work on the baconizing. just like last year, i felt like i was violating the poor thing as i peeled the skin carefully from the meat to add a layer of salty porky goodness:
and as i got started on the weaving, i felt like a pro as i got through it in mere minutes. isn't it pretty?
as the oven preheated, i chopped up the "aromatics" as directed by alton brown and tossed it all into the microwave to steep for five minutes.
i reached into the cavity to put a few slices of bacon inside and found that there wasn't much room in there. i thought that was weird until my fingers touched something...odd, which i promptly pulled out.
gross, man. the neck was stuffed in there and i hadn't realized it. bah! that shit looks like lorena bobbitt got to my turkey before i did. heh.
with the cavity all clear, i poked a stick of butter (or two) in there, along with the bacon and the aromatics and some fresh herbs.
all ready for the roasting!
at this point, i got the call from my buddy lilcee, who'd offered to pick up a couple of pies for me when she went on a run to house of pies in silverlake. i hopped in the car and met up with her at a best buy halfway between her house and mine, and we chatted for a few minutes and poked fun at the three tents of crazy people who were camping out for black friday. i was grateful for the pies, since i didn't have a backup plan and thanksgiving dessert isn't the same without them.
with that taken care of, i turned to my next project - the place card cookies. i was excited to finally have a reason to use my set of edible markers, which i'd had in the pantry for weeks.
i pulled up the page with the instructions on the iPad, set it on my easel next to the cookies, and got to work. except that my brilliant idea of using the softer, more pliable royal icing totally backfired on me. as i started drawing the lines and coloring in the drawings, the markers poked right through the hardened surface and i ended up having to dot the colors in. poop. i guess they turned out okay, though, considering.
a really, really sad looking turkey.
you can tell this is a turkey leg, right? the teen snickered and snorted when she saw it, and i realized that it resembled something else if you wanted to look at it that way. oy.
it took the better part of an hour to finish, but i was quite pleased with the results. i randomly chose designs for each person and carefully wrote their names on a dozen cookies.
duh, you knew i wasn't going to post the labeled cookies. but you get it.
then it was time for the part i dread the most - peeling and chopping potatoes for mashing.
while i worked, MIL and the bean got to work on putting the flowers i'd bought into those frappuccino glass bottles that have turned out to be quite handy. MIL would cut the stems and hand them to the bean, who actually did a great job of arranging the flowers very nicely into four different bottles. we were both surprised at her handiwork, because she's usually all about separating things by color rather than mixing them up. then they worked together to set the table, and did a lovely job.
while the potatoes were cooking, i turned to the fresh cranberry sauce. the teen has raved about some homemade sauce over at her dad's, and so i thought i'd give it a shot.
the timer went off for the turkey, and after sticking the thermometer into the breast and watching it go up to 162 degrees, we pulled it out and turned the oven off. with no counter space left, we ended up putting it on top of the washer while we got everything else ready.
except for that when FIL got ready to carve and sliced into it, he found that it wasn't cooked all the way through. crap. brother wan took over then, covered it with foil and turned the oven up high in the hopes of getting it up to speed quickly. it was nearly 2, which was when we'd planned to serve the meal. yikes.
with everything else done, the girls and i sat around and took some pictures.
the bean hid in her ball pit and giggled so hard, the balls kept jiggling. can you see her?
as the clock ticked away and the turkey still wasn't up to par, i decided to offer the teen a plateful of the sides and some ham. i had to take her to meet up with her dad, and we only had about an hour left by that point. poop. but she seemed to enjoy what she ate, and plucked her place card to eat it before we had to go (she's gonna kill me for posting this).
i was bummed to have to take her before we all sat down together to eat, but there was nothing i could do. boo. i strapped the bean into her seat for the ride, since she hadn't taken a nap and the car always puts her to sleep. and by the time we got back home, fighting a bit of traffic on the way, she'd already been asleep for nearly an hour.
with dinner finally ready, great-grandma took her place at the table and held her silverware up as FIL directed her to, and then laughed when she saw my camera pointed at her and realized what was going on.
while the turkey still wasn't thoroughly cooked, the parts that were already done were starting to dry out considerably. crap. so we opted to slice up what we could and hoped that the ham we also had and the sides would be enough to fill everyone's bellies.
with me sitting on the opposite end of the table, the hub hopped up to make me a plate. i love him.
later, after we'd stuffed ourselves silly, it was time for something sweet. i don't love pie, but everyone else seemed to enjoy the pumpkin and french apple ones we had on hand.
my lemon cupcakes, which i'd topped with some cream cheese frosting and a bit of lemon curd, were really delicious. and see - a little plate!
with our first fire in the new house, a wonderful day with family, and oh, so much to be grateful for, we bid farewell to thanksgiving 2010.
on to the rest of the holidays!