tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025191871880369419.post4654939610688829791..comments2023-07-10T22:26:20.565-07:00Comments on Root Cellar Sacramento Genealogical Society: Sunday Supper: The Purple TurkeyRichardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06697026611492625873noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025191871880369419.post-3577186910756705512013-01-27T12:54:35.425-08:002013-01-27T12:54:35.425-08:00I LOVE this story. I have so many funny stories ab...I LOVE this story. I have so many funny stories about not knowing how to cook. I'm wise enough not to bake a turkey... that's the hubby's job. In any case. I LOVE this story for far to many personal reasons.Devon Noel Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05440829254298661495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025191871880369419.post-47912935503583701982011-11-28T15:48:35.843-08:002011-11-28T15:48:35.843-08:00When I first moved to the Bay Area many years ago,...When I first moved to the Bay Area many years ago, it seemed vital to my standing as a good cook to buy an organic turkey and to brine it for several days prior to Thanksgiving. A supermarket bird with a little pop-up red tag in the breast just wouldn't do. The brine recipe called for red wine. Like your bird, mine was purple and there was nothing I could do to hide the fact. My overseas guests had no experience with the holiday but they teased me mercilessly, because my face was redder than the turkey was purple.Mary Bethnoreply@blogger.com