I took the scenic route today. I am conscious of gas usage, for budgetary and environmental reasons. But sometimes, I just enjoy going a different way.
So today, instead of going directly from DDs school to the dry cleaner, I turned a different way. I knew I would eventually end up back on a road that I recognized. It did help me feel better. Though I ended up passing a half dozen bank owned properties, which was kind of sad. In our area, there are several subdivisions that got partially built, maybe the land cleared, or a road installed, one spec home or two, and then the market dried up. So they are blocked off.
I did feel better to do a little exploring. I ran my errand and came home. Once it was late enough for the stores to open, I headed back out to the mall. Again, not something I usually do. But since the earlier diversion was helpful to my psyche, I went for it. I got DH a lovely le Creuset risotto pan. A totally unromantic gift, at his request. Gotta love a man who cooks.
Now, I’ve removed the legs and wings from the monolithic turkey I bought yesterday and am braising them. One side of the butchering came out nicely. The other side is horrible, like a right side dominant swimmer who to tries to breath on the left. I am not usually that way. I can breath on the left and right when I swim. But I totally goofed with the turkey carving. It’s done. But it looks terrible.
I wrapped up the neck and gizzards, and breasts for DH to carve later. I’m hoping he’ll be a much better butcher than I am, and try out his new pot. That’s what cheers us up around here.
It is insane that I am braising turkey. I meant to leave it for DH entirely. But then realized nothing else is defrosted and need to have something cooked for dinner. So there it is.








I’m glad you had a bit of fresh air.
I thaw meat in the microwave all the time. One minute on each side. The only thing I don’t do it for is cuts of beef like roast or steak. Like for every meal because I don’t like to cook until I know exactly what I want. As much as I love to cook, I hate cooking things I don’t want to eat immediately.
I would like to thaw meat in the microwave. I did it all the time before DH and I married. Then I could decide at the last moment what to eat. But DH has a phobia about microwave defrosted meat. I think it’s fine, so long as you take it out before it starts to cook.
Yielding to each others’ quirks does make things easier. But that is a weird phobia. It makes no sense on any level I can think of.
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