Total bomb of a TG. This is the first time since 1980 that I didn’t slow-grill the sucker on the Webber. Wife went for the oven. When Son1 and good friend arrived, it looked good, but was suspiciously underdone. Friend, who had stored it while I was in the hospital, doesn’t know a lot about thawing. Bird and gravy went to the Suspect Food Holding Facility. Sides were good. We’re having chili over cornbread now.
By Christmas, when the scattered kids are scheduled, I’ll be able to pick up a sack of charcoal again.