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Post by desertwoman on Nov 23, 2020 18:46:50 GMT -5
Whoa! breezygardener, and I thought we were going to be overwhelmed with a 7 pound turkey breast for the 2 of us. (that was the smallest I could get today). Good thing we all like leftovers!
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Post by SpringRain🕊️ on Nov 23, 2020 20:43:01 GMT -5
pepperhead212, we really didn't know decades ago that those food containers could be toxic. I wonder how many millions if not trillions were exposed to the same chemicals? But I also think of my father living till 99.5, with no active cancer, so....hoping...
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Post by centralilrookie on Nov 23, 2020 22:37:22 GMT -5
Now that you folks have helped conjure up the memories of leftovers in margarine bowls and cool containers I have finally focused on my real pet peeve about this practice. At all times of my 20yrs under mom and dads roof there was no less than 6 of each type of containers in the fridge. Since my spot was closest to the fridge I was always on call to perform the duties of looking thru every d___n container to find whatever mom wanted.
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Post by Mumsey on Nov 24, 2020 4:52:49 GMT -5
leftovers in margarine bowls Those are a major peeve with me! Step mom insists on using them and cool whip bowls for leftovers. And she insists on warming food up in them. I hate looking through every. single. one! She has clear containers she could use. Old habits die hard. The rare few we get go to recycle.
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Post by breezygardener on Nov 24, 2020 17:29:35 GMT -5
Whoa! breezygardener, and I thought we were going to overwhelmed with a 7 pound turkey breast for the 2 of us. (that was the smallest I could get today) It's an absolute MONSTER, & I shudder every time I open the fridge & see it there. It looks like a miniature Pteradactyl. Had to jam all the other side ingredients in around it after shopping this morning, & hope to get a head start on them tomorrow. Ugh. Thankful, but still ugh - lol!
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Post by reuben on Nov 24, 2020 18:28:42 GMT -5
The biggest turkey I ever cooked was 28/29 lbs, but those days are over. The kids are grown and gone, scattered to the wind, along with their friends.
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Post by breezygardener on Nov 25, 2020 12:26:53 GMT -5
In years past, Whole Foods allowed you to pre-order heritage/heirloom turkeys in whatever size range you wanted, & since we do enjoy a lot of leftovers, we always went for a 15-18-pounder. This year, they didn't do the pre-order thing except for regular turkeys, & Mr. Breezy (& I as well) do really love the heritage/heirloom breeds. The flavor is really exceptionally more "turkeyish" than regular birds. So we had to take what we could get, & 22.36 pounds was the smallest they had. How scary is that? You should have seen the bigger ones. I have no idea who would have bought them. I'll be lucky if my roasting pan will contain this behemoth.
I'll have to try to give a blow-by-blow tomorrow - lol!
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Post by emmsmommy on Nov 25, 2020 21:10:47 GMT -5
centralilrookie, your comment about margarine bowls and Cool Whip containers describes my childhood. We never threw a container away if it could be reused. Mom still has some of the heavy plastic colored margarine bowls. A few years before my grandma died, she called and asked if I could kindly bring back her bowl of margarine the next time I went out as she sent it home with me instead of the bowl of leftovers she intended to. We had the clean your plate rule when I was a kid too. One evening we had roast beef with carrots, potatoes and onions and I unknowingly spooned one of those mushy onions on my plate. I sat there for an hour after everyone else was finished and reluctantly put it in my mouth and headed for the bathroom to get rid of it. Never told my parents that I didn't eat it and still won't touch one. So I guess I do waste an onion every time I cook a roast as I do love the flavor it imparts.
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Post by desertwoman on Nov 25, 2020 21:23:36 GMT -5
I'll have to try to give a blow-by-blow tomorrow - lol! the first step being able to lift that thing- especially after it is stuffed! Or maybe the first step is handling that 22 pound slippery sucker while rinsing it in the sink
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Post by shadetree on Nov 25, 2020 22:13:36 GMT -5
I saw a guy take out one of those large plastic Folgers coffee containers that had leftovers in it. Lord knows what; he was not the best cook by any means. lol. Just didn't look appealing. A friend one time gave me some of her Green Thai Curry that she'd frozen from a batch. It was in an Oxi Clean cylindrical container. lol. She was quite frugal and as the one who offered to bring the turkey to a gathering of 6 adults on year, managed to find a butcher who could saw a frozen turkey in half and brought it over cooked. lol. Leftovers were never an issue with me growing up, or even now. My mom was such a good cook, that it was delicious no matter what, and was quite creative, too. breezygardener, you are cracking me up with your much anticipated heirloom turkey. lol! One year, I was invited to a meal where they killed their turkey that afternoon. I remember seeing some hairs or something on the skin. Enjoying the thread.
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Post by shadetree on Nov 25, 2020 22:17:04 GMT -5
breezygardener, a blow by blow. haha. You should definitely takes some pics or videos for future memories.
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Post by armjr on Nov 25, 2020 22:41:34 GMT -5
One year, early in our marriage, I shot a wild turkey and we, in our "Mother Earth News" manner, were going to have it for Thanksgiving. I have never plucked anything, so difficult, for so long, for so little. But plucked it was. The #1 wife cooked it. Well, the Pilgrims were starving for their Thanksgiving, but we weren't. We tried, we really, really tried, but alas, it was inedible. We did eat the white meat but the legs and thighs, ... we couldn't chew them. The dogs couldn't chew them. They were like rubber. It's been Butterball ever since...
Alan
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Post by binnylou on Nov 25, 2020 22:49:54 GMT -5
I think that bird would not fit in my oven. It would have to be cooked in my roaster and somebody might have to sit on the lid of the roaster.
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Post by shadetree on Nov 25, 2020 23:43:26 GMT -5
armjr, thanks for the chuckle. Really needed it today. binnylou, that would be a good one for the annual demonstrations of how not to fry a turkey. lol!
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Post by weedkicker on Nov 26, 2020 0:47:30 GMT -5
One year, early in our marriage, I shot a wild turkey and we, in our "Mother Earth News" manner, were going to have it for Thanksgiving. I have never plucked anything, so difficult, for so long, for so little. But plucked it was. The #1 wife cooked it. Well, the Pilgrims were starving for their Thanksgiving, but we weren't. We tried, we really, really tried, but alas, it was inedible. We did eat the white meat but the legs and thighs, ... we couldn't chew them. The dogs couldn't chew them. They were like rubber. It's been Butterball ever since.. I had to laugh at this. I've probably killed at least two dozen turkeys in my life, tried cooking them every way I could think of, and I haven't had one yet that I wouldn't have traded in a heartbeat for a Butterball. Lean and tough, every one of them. After all the cooking experimentation I finally settled on just filleting the breast meat, dipping it in an egg wash and covering it with cornflake crumbs, and then deep fat frying it. It's actually pretty good that way.
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