This threw off my game. I always use the bag. I love the bag. It is simple and impossible to screw up. But a 28 pounder?! AAACK! That does not fit in the bag. Heck, it doesn't fit in anything I own!
For the record, I whipped up my very first brine and put the turkey and brine in the cooler and let it sit all night. The turkey was thawed by the next morning. I squeezed the bird into the heavy-duty disposable tin that the commissary sells, despite it suggesting the weight limit of 20 pounds (hence the placing of it on top of my cookie sheet).
The problem.... The juices overflowed and covered the bottom of my oven with scorched drippings. I dumped turkey juices all over the floor when removing it from the oven and every time I moved it. Levi was happy to assist with clean up.
The positive... it was delicious and perfect!
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Yum. Turkey. We ate at in-laws, so now I really feel I need to cook a turkey so I can have some leftovers.
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