tBLOG has been very moody this evening. Naturally, when I want to post and have time  to post the server has a good case of gas! If this makes it to publication I'll be greatly surprised.

Anyhoo... Thanksgiving went off without a hitch, well that's almost completely true. No problems with the family, everyone chipped in and helped and there were no altercations. Something to be thankful for as the memory of 'The Great Turkey War of '94' flashes in the back of my mind. But I digress, everything went well. We scheduled eating to commence at 5 p.m., the latest we've ever got together and I must say for me, the head chef, it was fabulous! No getting out of bed at the crack-ass of dawn, no cooking like a mad woman to have everything ready by noon. It was wonderful. Well, except for one major faux pas on my behalf...

I wasn't pressed for time, I wasn't pissed off at the man or any of the children, my day was going fantastic but for some reason, for some unknown reason, I did one of the most boneheaded things I've ever done as a cook...

I roasted the turkey, *gasp*...

breast-side DOWN!!!  Now believe me when I say, when it comes to cooking the entire Thanksgiving meal, this ain't my first rodeo. I've been doing it for years, as well as cooking atleast one additional turkey a year. I know where the bosom is, and I know full well it should be in the upright position. I've gone over and over the turkey prep time trying to piece together how I could have done such an idiotic thing, but for the life of me I haven't a clue. There's no rhyme or reason.

Suffice it to say, the bird tasted good, really good. I missed the crispy skin bordering my skillfully carved piece of white meat but the taste might have been even a little better. The breast portion was almost as if it had been 'poached' in its own juices, succulent even. But I felt like an idiot when I realized what I'd done!

Otherwise it was a good holiday, as I hope yours was.