Ever wonder why Grandma’s turkey was a wee bit on the dry side? Probably because it hadn’t spent the night soaking in a brine.
My husbands job is to make the turkey, I am not about to wrestle with a slimy, naked, dead bird. Ew, no thanks! However, I do enjoy a slice or two of perfectly roasted turkey on Thanksgiving day. Thanks to my husband, I have discovered that one doesn’t have to drown the turkey in gravy to make it edible. [read the full article...]
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