Turkey Talk

I tried that theory of going to my favorite wholesaler last week to avoid the rush before the holiday this coming week… Turns out that even last Thursday at 2:30 in the afternoon, the place was packed!

Despite the crowd, it was a necessary trip and turned out to be well worth it. They had fresh turkeys on sale for almost half the price of my local grocery store! Unfortunately, because of the crowd, the turkey sizes went directly from 13 pounds to 22 pounds. I plan to brine my turkey so I need a bird small enough to fit in my brining vessel, which happens to be my pressure canning pot. That means I have a very adorably sized 13-pound turkey chillin’ in my freezer. Still more than enough to feed the 4 adults and 2 small children gathering at my house this year.

After making our rounds through the store, my kids and I picked a checkout line and began our wait. An older gentleman got in line behind us and started chatting; talking about how busy they are for a week day and so on. He listened to my three-year-old as she shared random information and made small talk, seemed friendly and nothing odd. Then I started unloading my cart onto the belt and when I got to the turkey and this guy goes, “That’s not a very big turkey, lady”. Now how exactly do you respond to such a comment? Was I just judged on the size of my turkey? I think I might develop a turkey complex.

Nah, the size of the bird doesn’t matter as long as it is juicy and delicious! I have my plan all set to help me accomplish said juicy and delicious bird. Although, I already pushed my Sunday plans back to Monday… not really the best way to start the to-do list. Oh well, game on tomorrow!