I hope your feast doesn’t require a fire extinguisher. If you’re worried about entertaining this holiday season, here are a few of my favorite tips and tricks.
Yes. My husband actually bought a sign with the words, “Where there’s smoke, there’s dinner.” We were newlyweds, and I responded with a very resentful and deadpan, “Ha. You’re so funny.”
Fate being the master and commander of the School of Hard Knocks, I set off the alarm in our forty-floor apartment building a couple of months later. In my defense, I didn’t burn anything. The steak was broiled to perfection.
Will I ever learn? Nope.
Our home has the most obnoxious alarm system. I love to bake but hate to clean ovens. When smoke pours out, I grab a kitchen towel, soak it, and drape it across the vent along the top of the door. That keeps the piercing alarm from going off and the man’s voice from screaming, “FIRE! FIRE! GET OUT OF YOUR HOUSE IMMEDIATELY!”
Afraid your turkey will turn out dry as a bone? Cook it breast side down, and it will be up to its elbows in juices. This works for cornish game hens too. You don’t want your turkey to look like this:
Worried that your turkey will look pasty instead of oven-brown? Mrs. Rockwell made that mistake too.
The following Thanksgiving, she flipped it over and cooked it for another forty-five minutes. Voila!
I almost sent my mother-in-law to urgent care one year when the stuffed bird wasn’t quite done. To avoid a second Thanksgiving debacle, I bought an electronic meat thermometer and threaded it around the oven. This keeps me from cracking the lid to check to see if the button popped up. I also bake the stuffing separately and pour the juices over the top.
So I hope my tips save you a trip to Urgent Care and keep your alarms nice and quiet throughout the holiday season.
Do you do the cooking? Are you having turkey? Do you live in another part of the world, where you don’t have turkeys?