Strangers...
(west coast time)
Could anything be stranger today than the bird my husband just washed?I opted for the free range, natural one, and as my family gathering will be small today, I selected a small turkey for the six of us. Lo and behold, while my 'free-ranger' was surely happy during his short little life, I come to realize the obvious! This bird is all legs (the dreaded dark meat)! Oh, no! No chemically plumped, genetically engineered white breast meat for my family this year!
It looks so scrawny in the breast I am afraid that I might not even get one good slice of white meat. I actually thought about rushing out to the store and buying another, but really, it's the dressing and the mashed potatoes that most of us want (not to mention the sweet potato pies, and those are safe). So, life is stranger than fiction, this bird is stranger than any I have seen in my 20+ years of cooking my own feast, and I am a stranger among you...but not for long!
