Despite the turkey…

A beautiful day for giving thanks...
A beautiful day for giving thanks…

Another year, another turkey. Another hundred exclamations of “I HATE cooking turkey.”

(I do hate cooking turkey. So much pressure to cook it just right. And such a track record of doing something wrong.)

This year, I couldn’t find the neck and worried (a little) throughout the four hours of cooking, wondering if cooking the turkey with the neck inside would somehow alter the flavor or the outcome. I thought I could look online to find out but never made it out of the kitchen to do so. I considered telling my husband — but figured the bird was stuffed and cooking before he got home from work and saw no need in two people worrying. (Or one worrying while the other scolded or laughed.)

As it turns out, the neck wasn’t inside the bird. We never did find it.

It was a day filled with cooking. A day thinking of people I should call to wish them a happy Thanksgiving. A day of thinking as I worked that I should be thankful — without taking the time to officially do so. As I surveyed the continual supply of dirty dishes and considered the long list of tasks ahead to complete the food preparations, I thought of the plaque my mother had in her kitchen:

“Thank God for dirty dishes,

They have a tale to tell.

While other folks go hungry,

We’re eating very well.

With home and health and happiness,

We shouldn’t need to fuss,

For by this stack of evidence,

God’s very good to us.”

Indeed, God has been very good to us — evidenced by the ever-present work in this kitchen of mine and the number of people who share my table — and I was thankful, am thankful. I pulled a lovely, browned turkey from the oven — and breathed a sigh of relief. Another Thanksgiving, another successful turkey, and yet my yearly announcement as we sat down to eat: “I hope you enjoy your last turkey made by me.” (I keep hoping someone will take me seriously.)

I suspect tomorrow when I am making stock with the turkey carcass and getting creative with leftovers, I will again remember how much I hate cooking turkey. But tonight I can just be thankful for God’s many blessings — and the fact that I don’t have to cook another turkey until next year.

 

7 responses to “Despite the turkey…”

  1. mewhoami Avatar

    I totally forgot the neck inside the turkey this year! It still turned out good though. Glad you’re off turkey duty for another year, and also happy that your day turned out so well.

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    1. sarahas5 Avatar

      Thanks, Mewhoami! I was relieved that we never found it but am glad to know it won’t destroy the bird if cooked inside it. 🙂

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  2. Grandma Avatar

    Glad your day was filled with thankfulness and especially thank you for calling me last evening, so nice to hear from loved ones. Never worry about the turkey neck, it’s pretty useless unless you want to scrape the bones….ugh….

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    1. sarahas5 Avatar

      It was great talking with you last night. Glad you had a good Thanksgiving surrounded by loved ones. The neck is a boney thing; I usually cook it with the gizzards, etc., and even though it is a pain to debone it, it definitely jazzes up the gravy. Love you!

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  3. Nida S. Avatar

    Hi Sara. I am not too sure if you are interested in awards or not, but I had to nominate you for the Sisterhood of the World bloggers award. If you wish you accept, come on over:

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    And if you don’t it’s perfectly all right:). Award or no award, it has been a pleasure and an honor to have blogged with you.

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    1. sarahas5 Avatar

      Wow! Thanks so much Nida! I am honored. I will check it out. Blessings to you!

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