Riced potatoes, yum
. I haven't made those ina long, long time, for obvious reasons.
I didn't brine my turkey this year. Instead, I boiled the necks, and gizzards, and added enough salt to make it a little too strong to eat. I reduced the liquid as well to make the stock very strong. I then injected the bird all over the place with the stock, and stuck it in the fridge, sealed in a plastic bag, for about 12 hours. When it was about an hour before cooking time, I removed the bird from the fridge, placed it into the roasting pan, on a turkey lifer rack, and rubbed it with softend butter. I then let it sit for an hour at room temp to allow the bird to warm slightly. I quartered an onion and snipped a foot long lenth of garlic-thyme from my plant, and stuck them both into the cavity.
After the hour at room temp, I sprinkled the skin with salt placed the bird into a 450 degree oven. Cokked it for twenty minutes, uncovered. I then placed foil, shiny-side out, over the breast meat, and returned it to the oven. The temperature was reduced to 350, and the meat thermometer inserted. I then left it alone for two hours, after which I added about two cups of water to the roasting pan. Back in and 1.5 hours later, I removed the foil. an additional 30 minutes brought the internal temp up to 160. I removed the bird and let it sit. My bird was done early, so I transported it, and the other dishes I had made throughout the day to my sister's house. We were supposed to eat at 4 pm. Her bird wasn't done, and the rutabegas weren't boiling yet. I feared for my turkey (gasp!).
I taught her the value of the meat thermometer as she didn't think her bird was don yet, as the outside color wasn't right. However, I talked her into removing the bird. We then carved my bird first, to allow hers to rest, then removed the stuffing from her bird, and carved it up as well.
She of course had to taste her bird, and was busy crowing to everyone how perfect it was, and how it was the best turkey she'd ever made. It was juicy and tender. But mine, with the addition of the injected stock, was just a bit uicier, and had more flavor. And the skin color was perfect. But I didn't tell her that.
Several people shook my hand after words and congradulated me on my results. I didn't let my sister know. We have a mild competition thing going with cooking. I try to make her believe she's beaten my results. Her ego is more fragile than is mine. And she is a pretty good cook, just needs to be nudged in the right direction occasionalt. And her dressing is superior to my own (but htat just might change this year thanks to all of you. I haven't made mine yet. I've reserved a turkey to smoke when my son visits. He's in Kuwait right now, and will be home before Christmas
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We've got steaks set aside, a turkey, and we will have a grand time together. I haven't seen this young man in about three years now. I can harldy wait. I'm counting the days.
I've said it before, and I'll say it again. I don't believe there is one best way to cook anything. A great turkey can be had from brining, injecting, using a premium free-range bird, barbecuing, roasting, roasting on a rotiserie, etc. The most important part of the whole thing, is cooking to the proper temperature. I've tried a dozen different techniques. I've even gotten exceptional results by just placing an ordinary store-bought bird, with nothing special done to it, into the oven, and cooking it to the proper temp. The success comes from cooking to the proper temperature. All other techniques add subtle flavors, but don't really improve the meat quality, IMHO. I like my meat to sdquirt you when you bite it, and mine does.
Seeeeeeya; Goodweed of the North