Anyway speaking of Turkey, I was just up early
(5AM) this morning to put my special rub on the bird. I always let is soak in before cooking the the turkey. It is a veryfine rub. One with a special mixture of oils and spices that just "goldens up" the bird when cooked. Yumm Yumm
Well after I had that sucker all greased up and I was about to transfer it to the oven pan, I lost my grip on the 14 pounder and that damn turkey shot out of my hands like a rocket and proceeded to go slip sliding away across my ceramic tile kitchen floor!
Now normally this would be no problem. Just pick
the bird up, and hose it off. I mean hell, any germs will be
cooked out and any extra grit can pass for spice.
But Noooo, not today. Beau, our Golden Retriever, (who had been watching me prep the turkey like a vulture waiting for his next victim) saw the turkey shoot out of my hands and he takes off like a raped ape after it!
For a short while the turkey was out running Beau, but finally the friction of the tile floor slowed it down enough for the dog to pounce. Now mind you, all this time I'm yelling like a mad man
at the frick'n turkey, and at the dog...to both STOP!
Now somehow, and I still can't grasp the physics
of this, but the turkey took a hard left turn on
the floor. Maybe Beau slapshot it with a reaching
paw, or maybe it bounced off a chair leg like a
bumper pool ball. I don't know. But anyway, poor Beau got caught up in the oil slick the turkey was leaving behind and he skated out of control smack dab into the wall...hard! BAMMM
I'm close on Beau and the birds trail, as all of this is unfolding. Then I too get caught up in the oil,.... Bamm! Down I go. So their we are, Larry, Mo and Curly all up against the wall in a heap.
I think I'll take bath now and soak my sore butt.
As for Beau...he's outside barking at skwerls.
The turkey is a little worse for wear, slightly deformed with a wing and a leg missing, and now, back in the fridge.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!