This year I did most of the cooking for Thanksgiving. The gravy was from a package, but turned out awesome without any lumps. That was a win. My turkey was another story.
Last year, I did a turkey breast in the slow cooker and it was dry. I blamed the recipe I used because it said to put the bone side down and the meat/breast side up. I decided that was my problem and that if I put the meat down into the soup, there'd be no problem. I've made chicken breast in the slow cooker many times and it's always submerged and it's always moist and yummy.
So this year, I got up early and got the breast ready for the slow cooker. I added four cans of soup to make sure as much of the turkey as possible was covered, added a little seasoning, and waited for deliciousness.
That's not what came out. My turkey was dry. Possibly as dry as last year.
My theory now is that I overcooked it. The guideline I saw on the internet for turkey temperature was 165 degrees. Mine came out of the slow cooker at over 210 degrees. The mystery here is that the turkey breast weighed more than the chicken breasts I've cooked and I've done the exact same length of time with both. The chicken? Perfection. The turkey? Fail.
The only consolation I have is that dry turkey continues a family tradition. My mom always ended up with desert-dry birds, too. :-) Next year, I'll try less time in the slow cooker. ::sigh::
Showing posts with label thanksgiving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thanksgiving. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 29, 2016
Thursday, November 26, 2015
Happy Thanksgiving!
Happy Thanksgiving for my American readers!
I hope everyone has a safe and happy Thanksgiving with the ones they love.
I hope everyone has a safe and happy Thanksgiving with the ones they love.
Thursday, November 27, 2014
Happy Thanksgiving!
For my American readers, Happy Thanksgiving Day! May you enjoy your family and may your turkey be juicy.
Tuesday, November 25, 2014
Song of the South
Saturday my dad and I went grocery shopping for Thanksgiving. He and my mom wanted a pumpkin pie (I don't like it) and Publix had one from their bakery on sale, so they decided that was the pie. My dad had to go make a return, so I began the shopping.
Right at the front of the store was a selection of sale pies. I looked at them, saw the ones that looked like pumpkin, and took the best looking one.
Later, while we were in the freezer section, my dad bought a second pumpkin pie.
After an hour of torture (I hate grocery shopping), we checked out and put everything in the car. My dad starts studying the receipt. Suddenly he asks, "Did we buy a sweet potato pie?"
I'm like, "No, I grabbed a pumpkin." And then I started thinking about it. What does a sweet potato pie even look like? I realized I had no clue. "Maybe," I said after a few moments, "I messed up and grabbed the wrong pie. We'll have to check."
Sure enough as we unload the bags, I see sweet potato pie.
As I looked at the pie, I realized what had happened. We don't eat sweet potato pie in Minnesota. Maybe some people do, but it's not in large enough numbers for grocery stores to sell them. So in Publix (in Georgia), I looked down, saw a pie that looked like pumpkin and just put it in the cart. It never occurred to me that it could be anything except pumpkin.
My parents decided they'd try it. The verdict? It tastes like pumpkin pie. :-)
Right at the front of the store was a selection of sale pies. I looked at them, saw the ones that looked like pumpkin, and took the best looking one.
Later, while we were in the freezer section, my dad bought a second pumpkin pie.
After an hour of torture (I hate grocery shopping), we checked out and put everything in the car. My dad starts studying the receipt. Suddenly he asks, "Did we buy a sweet potato pie?"
I'm like, "No, I grabbed a pumpkin." And then I started thinking about it. What does a sweet potato pie even look like? I realized I had no clue. "Maybe," I said after a few moments, "I messed up and grabbed the wrong pie. We'll have to check."
Sure enough as we unload the bags, I see sweet potato pie.
As I looked at the pie, I realized what had happened. We don't eat sweet potato pie in Minnesota. Maybe some people do, but it's not in large enough numbers for grocery stores to sell them. So in Publix (in Georgia), I looked down, saw a pie that looked like pumpkin and just put it in the cart. It never occurred to me that it could be anything except pumpkin.
My parents decided they'd try it. The verdict? It tastes like pumpkin pie. :-)
Thursday, November 22, 2012
Happy Thanksgiving!
Please visit tomorrow for information on a great Black Friday sale! I'll give a little hint: 13 awesome authors, 13 awesome books.
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Thanksgiving Thoughts
Sometimes I look around at the world and I despair at how people behave. But just when I think there's no redeeming humankind, something happens to hearten me.
Last week, my department at work held a fundraiser for a former employee who'd been diagnosed with liver and pancreatic cancer. He's on his fourth round of chemotherapy, and needless to say, can't work. We festooned the offices and hangars with flyers announcing a chili dog lunch and a 50/50 raffle, where the winner gets half the money and the other half goes to the person for whom we're raising money.
The turnout was incredible. Minneapolis is being closed down, the jobs moving to Atlanta in January, so it's pretty sparse around here, but we still managed to sell nearly $2000 worth of chili dogs.
It gets better. When the winner of the 50/50 raffle was drawn, we discovered whoever had bought the ticket had written the name of the man who has cancer. Instead of getting just half the money we raised selling tickets, he and his family will get the entire thing.
Maybe there's hope for humanity yet.
Happy Thanksgiving.
Last week, my department at work held a fundraiser for a former employee who'd been diagnosed with liver and pancreatic cancer. He's on his fourth round of chemotherapy, and needless to say, can't work. We festooned the offices and hangars with flyers announcing a chili dog lunch and a 50/50 raffle, where the winner gets half the money and the other half goes to the person for whom we're raising money.
The turnout was incredible. Minneapolis is being closed down, the jobs moving to Atlanta in January, so it's pretty sparse around here, but we still managed to sell nearly $2000 worth of chili dogs.
It gets better. When the winner of the 50/50 raffle was drawn, we discovered whoever had bought the ticket had written the name of the man who has cancer. Instead of getting just half the money we raised selling tickets, he and his family will get the entire thing.
Maybe there's hope for humanity yet.
Happy Thanksgiving.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
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