ex cathedra: Bless me, Father

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Bless me, Father

for I have...spatchcocked a turkey. But it was the first time.

The joys of the internet. I'm having some friends over for Thanksgiving tomorrow and was checking out turkey recipes and I discovered...spatchcocking. And today, I did it.

Actually, spatchcocking a form of butterflying. You remove the backbone --no easy task-- and break the breastbone so you flatten the bird out. (Is this how liberals are made?) Spatchcock enthusiasts like the shortened cooking time and juicy results. We'll see tomorrow.

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