It's Monday and there's a turkey in the oven sending its savory goodness and a feeling of warmth throughout the house. My stomach growls and it occurs to me that this is the first time that I've had roasted turkey on a Monday— not counting visits to restaurants that may have included turkey. When I was young the only time we ever had turkey was on Thanksgiving. It made turkey a real treat and Thanksgiving is always on a Thursday. As the years went by, turkey became more popular, so we'd sometimes have it for other holiday meals when company came over, but I don't believe that ever happened on a Monday. Today is a holiday— but President's Day doesn't usually call for big dinners, so it's definitely unusual. Why, you may ask? Back in November, when turkeys were at the height of their popularity, there was a question whether we'd be able to follow tradition and spend Thanksgiving with our daughters in Boston. So I grabbed a turkey from the freezer to make sure we'd have dinner just in case the worst happened. Thankfully, it didn't, but there's been a 16 pound turkey crowding out my freezer ever since. With the three day weekend upon us, we decided now was as good a time as any, since the only upcoming holiday dinner would be Easter, when we always have lamb. We'll have a lot leftover. There are plans for its uses that could rival Bubba's shrimp list from Forest Gump, but I'm sure some will end up back in the freezer, because really, as much as I love turkey, you can only eat it so many days in a row before you get tired of it. But for today, I'm going to let my mouth water from the amazing scent of turkey roasted roasting in the oven with bacon draped over the skin for crispness, and enjoy the treat of turkey on a Monday.
~Elise Skidmore ©2021