I picked up a 23.7 lb turkey from Lincoln Farm and it turned out beautiful. Could be because of the "Perfect Turkey" button that my oven has. At 6:15 am on Thursday, I'm sauteing onions and celery in butter for the stuffing and sleepily staring at the turkey button, looking at the instruction manual to the oven and holding the special probe in my hand that plugs into the oven and then into the turkey. I stuffed the turkey, threw it into the oven, inserted the probe and let the oven do it's magic perfect turkey thing.
That turkey was PERFECT. My first turkey ever and it was brown all over, moist and juicy, flavorful... and the whole thing cooked in 4 hours. I can't even believe it. I am taking no credit- I think it was the fresh bird from a local farm and the perfect turkey button that deserve all the credit. What did I do. I basted it.
I wish I'd taken a picture of it but by the time my sister mentioned it, the legs were off and I was already hacking away at the breasts. :(
As good as the turkey was, I don't want to eat any more turkey until next year. Dollar happily ate leftovers after leftovers, day after day. I was like, "Ugh, how many times can you eat turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing and gravy?" The answer is 6 times over 3 days. And really, I think he only stopped because we ran out.
Here are some new pictures of the kitties. MF and Santana weren't into the turkey. I tried to give them little pieces as I was stripping the carcass for leftovers. They weren't into it.