Christmas flowers before the end use of compost Throughout the fall I looked semihimoiten supermarket frozen food is a seven domestic organic turkeys, which were sold at 2.99 / kg (or was it 3.99). I think I write them to my friend several selfservice times in the mitochondria, the miracle that he is nervous and written back to the shop already, or end it jaarittaminen! Tsuumailin birdejä hand-in-cheek, mahtuisikohan one of our uuniimme? However, I have purchased. The biggest obstacle to that transaction was that the freezers were pretty full at home, and not one mötikkä would fit next to them either. Second, I doubted my skills to get such a big bird taste good. Thus, the preferred organic bird was left to buy, and then they disappeared in a supermarket hams arrived in the pool.
Just before Christmas, so germaanimarketin in the pool a little more reasonable size of turkeys, they certainly have not seen much of the country, let alone organic. Or hopefully they will, however, have seen their country of origin, but is probably pointless to dream creations. The compact size and low price took me for a ride on a string and I bought a turkey to wait for the post-Christmas state of mind, in which the attractiveness of pork would be the lowest annual selfservice level, and the newly acquired pieces of reindeer still raskisi to eat.
The bird was Umpitunneli, fix-ice, the whole of Christmas and picked it up yesterday morning to the cool storage to melt slowly. After work, a turkey (that is, after I finished my work, Piyo no longer had any work to melt and fry, to be eaten and then finally liemiksi keitellyksi) reached into the melt. In the evening, viimetöikseni flip-flops a straight re-storage, since I did not want to let it too warm during the night.
I was looking at some pre-Christmas period luppohetkenä selfservice Jamie Oliver's Christmas series. The guy just pulled selfservice overly outlandish, what was Christmas decoration, and a series of tekoaikaan beautiful greenish nature laced with artificial snow was somewhat amerikahtava, but he qualified oloisesti lykki birds in and out of the oven. Of course not written down anything he utter turkeys. I figured I could have a look at a clip again later. Well, that there are no longer just spectate found that part, but fortunately I have a huge good memory. It let's go!
First of all I took today molten turkey on a tray, which I might rotate it at will. I dried the surface and moistens it with olive oil, then, it's got right in the last anointing (pardon my expression bland), this should be oiling selfservice Mr. Oliver, the bird to ensure a crisp finish. selfservice About specifically, one could imagine that it would be something like a bird of joy, but the joy seems to be completely certain consumers of the side.
The bird was allowed to continue selfservice a little further towards the global warming uuniinmenotemperatuuriaan and I formed a good herb butter, relying selfservice on my memory. Pilkoin pussinpohjallisen dried cranberries, coarsely shreds. I took half of yesterday ostamastamme selfservice fresh thyme bundle and I cut even a little bit. I applied for the greenhouse for a few rosemary branch. There really is a good ruukussaan fragrant rosemary, even if greenhouse jäisine laseineen resembles the Snow Queen gazebo. I collected a container for herbs, cranberries, a good dash of salt, pepper and still in decent 150 grams of butter. Squeeze the herb butter all mixed up and put the mixture in the fridge for a while to solidify. selfservice
Next, it was nasty in front of the stage. I got many years ago from my sister and langoltani good advice regarding the whole cooked-birds. They need to be lubricated "goes under". Once you get good advice, it is hard to forget. The bird can of course selfservice be coated with bacon, it can douse with butter, but nothing is as good bet, as the lubricated goes under. The problem selfservice is that I think it's very disgusting, even if there is not anything special, and it is not difficult. I think it just seems so very intrusive, which is of course just a silly feeling when you take into consideration what is the bird's awareness of the need for privacy, and at that point the cooking selfservice process. But this is the stuff, selfservice but which is not really nothing you can do. When ilettää, so ilettää. Same thing when you have to remove the fishy gills. That, too, seems to be too tunkelevalta.
Jamie was, however, this step look like Christmas in the series, it appears that I guess I would I do it. He picked up a big spoon, stuffed the rear end of the bird's skin and began to consume less than the convex side of the bird's skin perpendicular to the torso, this gives the pocket and space for an herb butter. I am my best, thinking selfservice about something other nice ideas like even next summer, hivutin also a big spoon over the bird's skin. Then I took the herb butter out of the refrigerator, it was parahultaisen viscous. I took a large spoonful of it and dumped selfservice god the bird's flesh and the skin between the skin and the top surface of the pusersin butter evenly (no how you look at it) along the trunk towards the surface of the bird's neck of the head. I got the herb butter ängetty
