T-day C-down

So I have just completed several of the important elements for tomorrow's dinner. I have the turkey brining away, which rocks quite hard. This is a technique advocated by both AB and Emeril for the best roasted turkey on the market. Anyway, it begins, simply enough, with cold water. To each gallon of water you add one half cup brown sugar and one half cup kosher salt. Stir that together with some citrus fruits (we rolled lemons and clementine oranges) squeezed into the brine and some rosemary and thyme. Then you just put the old bird in there to let it soak overnight. The citrus flavors soak through and the herbs both flavor and tenderize the meat. The more important aspect of all this is that the combination of salty sugary water makes the turkey incredibly juicy and incredibly tender. Its really not too difficult to overcook a turkey, so you have to be careful about it.

I also baked the cornbread for tomorrow's cornbread stuffing, which should be incredibly fabulous. I can feel this whole thanksgiving coming togethter any moment now. Its about to get rolling and it will just keep rolling rolling rolling rolling (what) keep rolling rolling rolling rolling...

I love Thanksgiving, it is so by far the greatest fucking holiday. You don't have to bother with either the giving or receiving of the presentavos, there are no religious implications that you have to worry about offending people with (I mean, there are people who don't celebrate Thanksgiving, and it obviously has some religous roots, but its not like Christmas or Hannukah or Easter or whatever, its not explicitly a celebration of the life, death, existence, or miracles of anyone's God, you know what I mean), when it comes right down to it, Thanksgiving is a day where you don't have to work, there is professional football all day on a Thursday, and you just eat. Its a celebration of FOOTBALL AND FOOD!! Whatever is wrong with you motherfuckers. All you do, all fucking day, is eat and watch football.

I mean, I guess you can do other shit, you don't have to eat Turkey, you don't have to watch football, you don't have to drink beer and wine and cream-liquers...but it makes you a terrorist.

Peace,

MB-K