“You know where even free range chickens go during the winter? The barn.”

“They just poke their little heads out and look at you when you drive up”

That, courtesy of my Dad. He was telling me how he was greeted when we went to the Happy Hooves Organic farm to get our turkey for our Thanksgiving dinner.

And, boy, what a turkey. He – I named him Reynold – was 16 pounds. Luckily he wasn’t any bigger or he wouldn’t have fit in the oven! I already had to create saddle bags of potatoes to sit in his pan with him because there was no room in there.

Along with Reynold and his potatoes, we ate broccoli, stuffing, and home made rolls. It was a fantastic dinner and we have TONS of left-overs.

I know that last week I rambled on about how great our fresh chicken was but this turkey blew that chicken out of the water.

Usually, I’m only about half enthused to eat turkey. It’s usually dry and a bit hard to swallow – even when you cook it upside-down.

Reynold was far from that. You could SEE the moisture on the meat and, at one point, a piece actually dripped! Astounding. I have never been happier eating a turkey.

I do wonder, however if Reynolds moist-ness was due to the fact that he was a happy turkey, or how I cooked him.

So, I know this post was a bit anticlimactic, but I’ve been working on it for days and this was all I could come up with. I need to move on.