After a nice 50-mile ride with my buddies yesterday morning (brisk but beating the wind that later popped up) it was time to prep Mathilda, the 19.5-pound Butterball turkey that my friend Susan unselfishly had donated to the cause. Here you can see Mathilda, all stuffed up with a mixture of celery, rosemary, cilantro, onion, garlic, and apples, spread-eagling on the Kamado.
Four-and-a-half hours later, pampered by 300- to 325-degree temperatures and hickory smoke, the formerly pale bird had morphed into this attractive centerpiece:
... and after
Armed with creamed onions, butternut squash, homemade rolls, and a pecan pie, Liz picked Mathilda and me up for the short drive to Martha and Alan, who provided the rest of the Thanksgiving spread.
Martha and I showing off Mathilda, aka "The Carcass"
As could be expected, the wine flowed heavily and we all stuffed ourselves for quite a while, because that's what you're supposed to do on Thanksgiving.
Alan and Liz are ready to dig in
As could be expected, the leftovers are massive and will provide meals (and sandwiches) for days to come. Hope all of you had an equally wonderful Thanksgiving, too!