John Wick 3 arrives today. It's going to be awful; they always take the ironic humor of over the top violence out in sequels. I expect punching, cutting and shooting, but just done straight.
As Paramahansa Yogananda noted when faced with a situation like this, the season of failure is the best time for sowing the seeds of success. Or perhaps Preston Sturges said it best when he wrote these lines for one of his characters; I need him like the axe needs the turkey.
I thought this thread was going to be about turkeys. Indeed, they are a plague upon the land. They dig up my perennial beds, and last year frightened away a little snake I'd made friends with.
I shoot at them with my slingshot when I see them in the backyard. Did you know that turkeys, sufficiently motivated, can fly?
Fen is Fen.He’s ok with me, BUT he amazes me when he attacks the wrong people...it’s like friendly fire .And if he cannot, take mild correction from The Professor, then he needs removal from the firing line.
Life is a journey to find good people that you can trust. Condemning your friends at the drop of a hat with friendly fire is a serious matter.
The bird is a turkey supremacist, and domestic turkeyism is at an all-time high in America, but sure, let’s totally celebrate one of the birdiest holidays in the history of America - Turkey Day.
On her next birthday, her nephew, Sven Thurman, is going to send a giant turkey to buzz Auntee Uma. She'll need to anchor a heel to avoid being snatched away like Gameymete.
"Our Tour de Tempest goal is $10,000. After you experience the joy of giving by CLICKING HERE, FOLLOW these cycopaths (definition of cycopath: Obies with an abnormal urge to cycle across the country) as they peddle their way back to campus from the state of Washington. "
Which dinosaur species evolved to become the turkey?
Fun fact: Acc. to the entry "Dog" in the 11th edition of the Encyclopedia Britannica, there was a breed known as the Turnspit, "a small, hound-like race of dogs with long bodies, pendulous ears, out-turned feet . . . . employed as animated roasting jacks, turning round and round the wire cage in which they were confined, but with the employment of mechanical jacks their use ceased and the race appears to be extinct."
They are in the Hound section, between Beagles and Bassets.
Nothing about Scooby dogs, a race with a highly developed ability to sniff out imposters, but they have co-evolved only very recently with other lifeforms, and only in unique circumstances.
Narr Nothing about Turnspits for powering EMVs either
First Thanksgiving was for a miracle July rain that saved the crop that would keep them alive. The twenty something Pilgrims were sincere as men come. And God heard their prayer.
@Fen A couple of weeks ago I submitted a comment and saw that Althouse had edited out most of the comment and left one inane sentence, for whatever reason I had no idea. My feelings were bruised a bit, I admit, and I wasn't even sure what was wrong with my comment. Was it too anecdotal, did it verge on something un-PC regarding race? Or are my comments just plain boring and lacking in wit and she just doesn't like me? I had no way of knowing given that other comments were just as anecdotal, other comments said unpleasant realities regarding race relations, and plenty others are even more boring, imo. So I'm not up to some mythic high standards here, oh well.
The thing is, going apeshit on my part wouldn't have done anything to change anything in any way, regardless if Althouse was wrong or right in her editing decision. Plus, it wasn't that big a deal in the scheme of things. Her blog, her rules.
So I've been looking at this Fen extravaganza and beginning to wonder if there is a chemical imbalance to explain it because it's gotten to the point of displaying some genuine emotional disturbance. Dealing with that is not the responsibility of Ann Althouse.
“A couple of weeks ago I submitted a comment and saw that Althouse had edited out most of the comment and left one inane sentence, for whatever reason I had no idea.”
I don’t know what the refers to or how I would even do that. Seems like some snafu not involving me. Please don’t try to understand my motivation for some I don’t think I did.
“The thing is, going apeshit on my part wouldn't have done anything to change anything in any way, regardless if Althouse was wrong or right in her editing decision. Plus, it wasn't that big a deal in the scheme of things. Her blog, her rules.
So I've been looking at this Fen extravaganza and beginning to wonder if there is a chemical imbalance to explain it because it's gotten to the point of displaying some genuine emotional disturbance. Dealing with that is not the responsibility of Ann Althouse.”
Thanks for the clarification, Ann. The edit did happen but as I said it's been a while and I let it go. Nice to know it wasn't actually intentional. No hard feelings.
The last native ones were wiped out in 1881: "The last turkey sighting in Wisconsin was near Darlington in Lafayette County in 1881."
"In 1976, the Wisconsin Department of Natural Resources made a trade with the state of Missouri...; they gave us wild turkeys. ... Over 3,000 turkeys were trapped and relocated in 49 counties. Turkeys moved into other counties on their own."
So I've been looking at this Fen extravaganza and beginning to wonder if there is a chemical imbalance to explain it because it's gotten to the point of displaying some genuine emotional disturbance.
It's analogous to a mass-shooting, of not just the queen blogger, but also of all of us drone-bloggers.
Perhaps Dr. Unity could heal his broken heart with Blog spell from dr.Unity after 12years of blogging, he and his blogger has been into one quarrel or the other until he finally spammed her and moved to California to be with another blogger.
I contacted Dr Unity and he told me what to do and i did it then he did a Blog spell for me. 11hours later, my poster really called me and told me that he miss me and the blog so much, So Amazing!!
"o I've been looking at this Fen extravaganza and beginning to wonder if there is a chemical imbalance to explain it because it's gotten to the point of displaying some genuine emotional disturbance.”
It looks a lot like mommy issues to me. My mother was a heartless bitch, so I know the signs. I spent way too many years psychologically punishing women for her failures. Women who cared for me, the worst kind!
Meade: I've a ways to catch up with old Rufus (never heard of him, thanks for the tip) but I'm getting better. Squirrels in particular are hilarious when they take a hit: Like in the cartoons we used to watch as kids, they jump straight up into the air and start running before they hit the ground.
They're back the next day though. Slow learners, squirrels.
Fen needs to start his own blog, if he doesn't like the Proprietress's (very liberal IMO) rules.
I hope some turkey expert commenter will reply: I've seen wild turkeys in the mid-Atlantic area, and they are taller and scrawnier than what I've seen. This turkey looks more like a turkey grown for commercial sale. (But for all I know wild turkeys in Wisconsin -- are there any?-- look like this.)
FrankiM: Regarding wild turkeys: I've never eaten them, but have known people who consider them more than edible. It is possible that they are tastier when brined first.
The "traditional" method of cooking turkey in one piece, breast up, is IMO a recipe for overcooked white meat and undercooked thighs (my favorite part-- good thing I don't mind it a bit pink).
Even when I roast a chicken, I only stuff it with herbs and garlic and roast it back side up for all but the last half hour. Result: perfect evenly-cooked chicken.
Of course, it's a bit harder to rotate a hot turkey than a chicken, so there's that.
If anyone here speaks from experience that wild turkey is worth eating if one is not starving, I may get my hunting permit and try to reduce the surplus population of those damned things around here. Get some use out of that shotgun I bought, too.
I'm told wild turkey tastes a bit gamy, whatever that means, and the breasts are smaller.
breast up, is IMO a recipe for overcooked white meat and undercooked thighs
Use a dark greased pan that's higher in the middle--it cooks the bottom thoroughly and in less time and caramelizes the drippings for better gravy. Cover the top of the breasts with a double layer of foil for most of the time. Wrap some under it inside the cavity.
"Thanks for the clarification, Ann. The edit did happen but as I said it's been a while and I let it go. Nice to know it wasn't actually intentional. No hard feelings."
Seriously, I don't even have an editing tool like that. It's not possible.
Now that I’m not allowed to stuff the turkey anymore I spatchcock the bird and make the dressing in the instant pot (using pot in pot). I think this gives the closest texture to cooking stuffing in the bird.
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I hope you put out cranberries.
I saw all sorts of wild turkeys last weekend on Nebraska's Niobrara river.
Boris appears at Question Time
John Wick 3 arrives today. It's going to be awful; they always take the ironic humor of over the top violence out in sequels. I expect punching, cutting and shooting, but just done straight.
A certain commenter might wish to take their case here:
https://www.reddit.com/r/AmItheAsshole/
Short answer: Yes
Funny how you can tell someone is crazy from what and how obsessively they post on the internet.
As Paramahansa Yogananda noted when faced with a situation like this, the season of failure is the best time for sowing the seeds of success. Or perhaps Preston Sturges said it best when he wrote these lines for one of his characters; I need him like the axe needs the turkey.
I thought this thread was going to be about turkeys. Indeed, they are a plague upon the land. They dig up my perennial beds, and last year frightened away a little snake I'd made friends with.
I shoot at them with my slingshot when I see them in the backyard. Did you know that turkeys, sufficiently motivated, can fly?
Come to think if it, it was mostly about turkeys.
Meade threw approximately 5,000 seeds out there for the turkey to regard as his banquet.
Phidippus said...
Did you know that turkeys, sufficiently motivated, can fly?
As God is my whitness...
Wild turkeys are not tasty. Tough, stringy, ugh. One Thanksgiving we had a wild turkey the son in law shot and a juicy Butterball, oh the difference!
SOMEone has a bug up their ass.
Friendly reminder about arguing on the Internet.
Phidippus said...
"I shoot at them with my slingshot when I see them in the backyard."
Rufus T. Hussey
Cleanup on Aisle 4
I'm suddenly getting ads on the sidebar for the first time--for women's shoes. Why do beautiful birds have such ugly legs and feet?
when the lawn is receding
it's time for reseeding
...but all the turkeys just
gobble, gobble.
5000 seeds, reduced by a peck
Fen is Fen.He’s ok with me, BUT he amazes me when he attacks the wrong people...it’s like friendly fire .And if he cannot, take mild correction from The Professor, then he needs removal from the firing line.
Life is a journey to find good people that you can trust. Condemning your friends at the drop of a hat with friendly fire is a serious matter.
That turkey should have an ottoman.
To sit on.
And, if a baseball player, an ottoman umpire.
I can't stand opal, but wild turkeys around here have iridescent black feathers.
An I told ya, they need cranberries to balance their diet.
In Japan, the second-rate, baseball-playing turkeys have their own Asia Minor League.
Wow, Fen got turkey triggered!
The bird is a turkey supremacist, and domestic turkeyism is at an all-time high in America, but sure, let’s totally celebrate one of the birdiest holidays in the history of America - Turkey Day.
On her next birthday, her nephew, Sven Thurman, is going to send a giant turkey to buzz Auntee Uma. She'll need to anchor a heel to avoid being snatched away like Gameymete.
Nice looking Hosta's! No deer in Madison?
Oberlin bicycle fund-raising drive
"Our Tour de Tempest goal is $10,000. After you experience the joy of giving by CLICKING HERE, FOLLOW these cycopaths (definition of cycopath: Obies with an abnormal urge to cycle across the country) as they peddle their way back to campus from the state of Washington. "
peddle is good.
Fen, when someone asks you to leave their house, you leave. No matter what.
Our Tour de Tempest goal is $10,000.
Only $43,990,000 to go.
Back to the topic, I saw four wild turkeys crossing a field south of Ann Arbor recently. It's fun to see them.
Which dinosaur species evolved to become the turkey?
Fun fact: Acc. to the entry "Dog" in the 11th edition of the Encyclopedia Britannica, there was a breed known as the Turnspit, "a small, hound-like race of dogs with long bodies, pendulous ears, out-turned feet . . . . employed as animated roasting jacks, turning round and round the wire cage in which they were confined, but with the employment of mechanical jacks their use ceased and the race appears to be extinct."
They are in the Hound section, between Beagles and Bassets.
Nothing about Scooby dogs, a race with a highly developed ability to sniff out imposters, but they have co-evolved only very recently with other lifeforms, and only in unique circumstances.
Narr
Nothing about Turnspits for powering EMVs either
We have turkey buzzards, a whole nuther kettle of fish.
We have turkey buzzards, a whole nuther kettle of fish.
We have those too.
I've never seen a turkey and a turkey vulture next to each other. That'd be interesting.
First Thanksgiving was for a miracle July rain that saved the crop that would keep them alive. The twenty something Pilgrims were sincere as men come. And God heard their prayer.
@Fen A couple of weeks ago I submitted a comment and saw that Althouse had edited out most of the comment and left one inane sentence, for whatever reason I had no idea. My feelings were bruised a bit, I admit, and I wasn't even sure what was wrong with my comment. Was it too anecdotal, did it verge on something un-PC regarding race? Or are my comments just plain boring and lacking in wit and she just doesn't like me? I had no way of knowing given that other comments were just as anecdotal, other comments said unpleasant realities regarding race relations, and plenty others are even more boring, imo. So I'm not up to some mythic high standards here, oh well.
The thing is, going apeshit on my part wouldn't have done anything to change anything in any way, regardless if Althouse was wrong or right in her editing decision. Plus, it wasn't that big a deal in the scheme of things. Her blog, her rules.
So I've been looking at this Fen extravaganza and beginning to wonder if there is a chemical imbalance to explain it because it's gotten to the point of displaying some genuine emotional disturbance. Dealing with that is not the responsibility of Ann Althouse.
“A couple of weeks ago I submitted a comment and saw that Althouse had edited out most of the comment and left one inane sentence, for whatever reason I had no idea.”
I don’t know what the refers to or how I would even do that. Seems like some snafu not involving me. Please don’t try to understand my motivation for some I don’t think I did.
“The thing is, going apeshit on my part wouldn't have done anything to change anything in any way, regardless if Althouse was wrong or right in her editing decision. Plus, it wasn't that big a deal in the scheme of things. Her blog, her rules.
So I've been looking at this Fen extravaganza and beginning to wonder if there is a chemical imbalance to explain it because it's gotten to the point of displaying some genuine emotional disturbance. Dealing with that is not the responsibility of Ann Althouse.”
My guess is an NPC malfunctioned.
Thanks for the clarification, Ann. The edit did happen but as I said it's been a while and I let it go. Nice to know it wasn't actually intentional. No hard feelings.
My guess is an NPC malfunctioned.
Yeah, a fragment of code out of place and everything goes to hell.
“...left one inane sentence.”
Please don’t try to understand my motivation for some I don’t think I did.
You did it again!
But, did you know that there are wild turkeys in Wisconsin?
The last native ones were wiped out in 1881: "The last turkey sighting in Wisconsin was near Darlington in Lafayette County in 1881."
"In 1976, the Wisconsin Department of Natural Resources made a trade with the state of Missouri...; they gave us wild turkeys. ...
Over 3,000 turkeys were trapped and relocated in 49 counties. Turkeys moved into other counties on their own."
So I've been looking at this Fen extravaganza and beginning to wonder if there is a chemical imbalance to explain it because it's gotten to the point of displaying some genuine emotional disturbance.
It's analogous to a mass-shooting, of not just the queen blogger, but also of all of us drone-bloggers.
Perhaps Dr. Unity could heal his broken heart with Blog spell from dr.Unity after 12years of blogging, he and his blogger has been into one quarrel or the other until he finally spammed her and moved to California to be with another blogger.
I contacted Dr Unity and he told me what to do and i did it then he did a Blog spell for me. 11hours later, my poster really called me and told me that he miss me and the blog so much, So Amazing!!
True story!
The last turkey sighting in Wisconsin was near Darlington in Lafayette County in 1881.
Verdict: genetically inferior but tasty.
"o I've been looking at this Fen extravaganza and beginning to wonder if there is a chemical imbalance to explain it because it's gotten to the point of displaying some genuine emotional disturbance.”
It looks a lot like mommy issues to me. My mother was a heartless bitch, so I know the signs. I spent way too many years psychologically punishing women for her failures. Women who cared for me, the worst kind!
Meade: I've a ways to catch up with old Rufus (never heard of him, thanks for the tip) but I'm getting better. Squirrels in particular are hilarious when they take a hit: Like in the cartoons we used to watch as kids, they jump straight up into the air and start running before they hit the ground.
They're back the next day though. Slow learners, squirrels.
Fen needs to start his own blog, if he doesn't like the Proprietress's (very liberal IMO) rules.
He can call it "The DoucheBlog".
Fernandistein @4:29: Ferd wins. I'm formally giving up on this thread.
I hope some turkey expert commenter will reply: I've seen wild turkeys in the mid-Atlantic area, and they are taller and scrawnier than what I've seen. This turkey looks more like a turkey grown for commercial sale. (But for all I know wild turkeys in Wisconsin -- are there any?-- look like this.)
I worked hard on stupid Turkey puns in the 12 o'clock hour, and they've been defenestrated.
FrankiM: Regarding wild turkeys: I've never eaten them, but have known people who consider them more than edible. It is possible that they are tastier when brined first.
The "traditional" method of cooking turkey in one piece, breast up, is IMO a recipe for overcooked white meat and undercooked thighs (my favorite part-- good thing I don't mind it a bit pink).
Even when I roast a chicken, I only stuff it with herbs and garlic and roast it back side up for all but the last half hour. Result: perfect evenly-cooked chicken.
Of course, it's a bit harder to rotate a hot turkey than a chicken, so there's that.
If anyone here speaks from experience that wild turkey is worth eating if one is not starving, I may get my hunting permit and try to reduce the surplus population of those damned things around here. Get some use out of that shotgun I bought, too.
Try the InstaPot pressure cooker. Whole fresh chickens, Turkeys and both ribs. Set it and come back in 1-1.5 hours. It makes you a great chef.
I'm told wild turkey tastes a bit gamy, whatever that means, and the breasts are smaller.
breast up, is IMO a recipe for overcooked white meat and undercooked thighs
Use a dark greased pan that's higher in the middle--it cooks the bottom thoroughly and in less time and caramelizes the drippings for better gravy. Cover the top of the breasts with a double layer of foil for most of the time. Wrap some under it inside the cavity.
To spatchcock a turkey solves a whole lot of problems when trying to cook a whole bird. I would never do it any other way.
"Thanks for the clarification, Ann. The edit did happen but as I said it's been a while and I let it go. Nice to know it wasn't actually intentional. No hard feelings."
Seriously, I don't even have an editing tool like that. It's not possible.
Now that I’m not allowed to stuff the turkey anymore I spatchcock the bird and make the dressing in the instant pot (using pot in pot). I think this gives the closest texture to cooking stuffing in the bird.
where are the other turkeys. Around here, you never see them except in flocks.
Thanks for the input, but now I have to look up the word "spatchcock".
There sure are a lot of words in the English language. Part of the fun, though.
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