It's a little activity I've lovingly named Gutting the Christmas Eve Turkey. (Yeah, creativity failed me here, but it really paints a picture, doesn't it?)
I told my momma that I wanted to do the turkey by myself, because one day (I hope!) I'll be married, and I'll have to do it all by myself. One day...
Anyhoo, my momma stayed in the kitchen with me, to help direct me, and also to take pictures. (Darn tootin' that if I'm gonna gut a turkey, that there'll be proof of it on my blog!)
So. Here goes. The pictures:
This part was easy...(Yes. It's a frozen turkey.
I can't even think about murdering and plucking one.
I'm not barbaric.)
Removing the neck-fat to get inside...
Putting some muscle into it...(The turkey was still a little frozen.)
Here's a lovely image...
SUCCESS!(Extracting the neck)
Turkey Guts!
(This is how I really feel about holding turkey guts)
Bagging the turkey...
Done aaaand...done!(21 lbs of bird in a plastic baggy is heavy!)
There you have it; my first turkey gutting experience. It's really too bad we didn't get a picture of the final product (all cooked and the likes). It was pretty much tender and delicious.
PS I really like that purple sweater with elbow patches I'm wearing in the pictures. In fact, I'm wearing it as I post this entry. It's a Brooker reject. For some reason, she got tired of it. (Thanks again, Brooker!) And yes, I realize it looks better if I keep the sleeves down, thus allowing the elbow patches to patch my elbows. I just didn't wanna get turkey goo on my loverly sweater...
11 comments:
I would murder and pluck a turkey just for the sake of murdering and plucking a turkey, and I don't even EAT turkey.
I can vouch: it was a pretty good turkey. I was wondering when you were gonna post these pics. I didn't realize the first time I looked at the pics that you were pulling out the turkey's neck and head... I just thought it was extra parts... but not those parts. Huh... learn something new. I hadn't thought that some day I will have to do that... but for now I'll just reap the rewards of your hard work. Thanks again!
Oh, Vance bought Christmas lights for our house next year... already I'm wishing it was Christmas again. So pathetic of me.
you made me giggle ;)
Yep, it was good, but fixin' the fixin's with you was really fun!
I wish I'd gotten pictures of my first turkey gutting. I was wearing surgical gloves!! I'm impressed that you went in with your bare hands!
Thanks for reminding me of just one of the reasons why I'm a vegetarian. :)
I will agree, gutting a turkey is disgusting!! You are so cute!!
Gross! Your a brave girl :)
you are cute.
I, however, am perfectly happy to let someone else gut the turkey till the day after I die.
so far so good on that one. :)
the sweater is fine - but let's discuss the apron...
I like your dedication to the blogging cause - if you are going to do anything nasty at any time - get the photos. Such a good attitude.
I bet that was delicious
I'm never eating turkey again.
Thanks a lot.
Now how am I gonna live without my Georgie sammiches?
Thanks for the name-drop on the sweater. Glad you loves! We DO need an anatomy lesson, though.
Where are your elbows? :)
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