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.
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| Before ... |
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:
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| ... 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.
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| 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.
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| 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!
Jürgen
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