After much deliberation and research, I decided on brining the turkey. I remember having this giant turkey in a giant bucket in my refrigerator. We had to do a lot of rearranging of shelves just to get the bucket to fit (not to mention all the other food that was crammed in there). The morning of, I gathered my butter, my rosemary, my sage, my lemon, salt and pepper. I remembered to remove the giblets (gross) and washing this turkey. I was really proud of myself because I find raw poultry repulsive to touch. I added all my aromatics and covered it with foil and baked it away. I can say that turkey was very moist and delicious and everyone raved over it. More over I have the memories of that Thanksgiving.
My husband and his cousins (who he had only met a handful of times) laughed and talked. His dad made a brief appearance (it was really hard for him to get around he had skin cancer on the inside of his leg). I have pictures of all this and as soon as I get my old hard drive copied over to the new one (yay!!...all my pictures and everything has all been saved and with the original file names), I will dig around and post a few. One memorable picture sticks out; it is of cousin PJ who fell asleep after the meal and we decided to mess with him. I will definitely find that picture.
As far as turkeys go; I am 1 for 1 in successes. Yay! When we go to my mom's; we have smoked turkey...yum.
I am joining my friend Paula in talking about Thanksgiving for the month of November.