Turkey Time
Tuesday, November 24th, 2009
It is the circle of life, and for the turkey, it is coming to a close. I feel for you, my friend, as I am mostly appreciated for my breasts as well. It’s a tough calling card but someone has to do it. LET’S BAKE A BIRD.
For Da Bird!!!
Allow one pound per person plus 2, which will give you a decent amount of leftovers. So for this 10-person extravaganza, pick your turkey-toting ass up a twelve-pounder.
-2 cups orange juice
-3 cups of beer…I like a nice hiefeweisen
-12 pound turkey
-1/2 cup honey
-1/2 cup butter…this is NO time to count calories… get on board fatty
-2 cups of fresh herbs (I usually do rosemary, sage, mint and basil)
-I whole head of garlic chopped in half
-1 orange cut in quarters
-1 lemon cut in half
Seasoning Mix
- 2 tablespoons salt
- 3 tablespoons brown sugar
- 2 tablespoons course black pepper

Assuming your bird is of the frozen persuasion, you need to put it in the fridge right now!!! It takes two days to defrost that portly little 12-pounder (basically 24 hrs per 5 pounds). Put it in a basting pan to catch any liquid… Unless you are planning on giving salmonella as a party favor, LEAVE THE PLASTIC WRAP ON. Once Big Bird is defrosted, you are ready to begin.
1. Preheat oven to 325 degrees.
2. Check to make sure oven is preheated to 325… At least one time in your domesticated life you will forget to turn on the oven so walk your sexy self back over there and check the freakin’ ON switch!
3. Remove your bird from the plastic and clean out all the insides. Some people keep these and cook with them. Totally foul if you ask me. Toss those turkey guts.
4. Marinate the turkey in the beer and orange juice for an hour. Save one cup of the marinade.
5. Place turkey into roasting pan and stuff with the herbs, lemon, orange, and garlic.
6. Coat the outside of the turkey generously with butter and then drizzle with honey.
7. Sprinkle with all the seasoning mix and make sure that baby is well coated.
8. Pop it in the roasting pan and add the marinade juice to the bottom.
9. Cover with heavy duty aluminum foil and bake for an hour and half.
10. Remove aluminum foil and baste with juices in the pan and cook for another hour and half.
11. ALWAYS let turkey stand for at least 20 minutes before carving
Look who just made a turkey!!! Call your mother-in-law and tell her you CAN cook and that you are NOT a cheap tramp! Ok well at least tell her you can cook.


Even though my site is called Things Your Mother Never Taught You, I have to admit that I learned almost everything I know from my mother. Wait, that’s not true. I learned how to do everything ‘the right way’ from my mother. I would then take said lessons and cut every possible corner from time to money, and do it the ‘Oh (insert sigh here) Honey’ way. I once pulled out hot glue to hem my pants, and by her reaction, you would’ve thought that I’d tied off and shot myself up with heroine while simultaneously making internet porn and clubbing baby seals.
One of my Mom’s signature moves was decorating with candlelight. I think our Mormon neighbors thought we were holding a seance every time T-day rolled around. Which, in my mother’s own words, “is fine because people who don’t believe in happy hour are not to be trusted.” On both points, I agree with mama… Yes to candles, yes to happy hour.
3. Tabletops are always best done with candles with two reasons: First, everyone looks better by candlelight. Some people should never be shown in high definition T.V., and the same applies for the halogen lighting in your dining room. Your Aunt Kate’s ‘natural lip enhancement’ will still look like Lisa Rinna after a hard night, but it will be more bearable in the amber glow of candlelight. Trust me. The second reason for candles on the table is that they make unbelievable chic and cheap centerpieces. Some of my favorite ways to use them: Write letters on them for sayings, hang them from branches in small mason jars, and tuck tea lights into fruits and pumpkins.
It’s the Final Countdown… Dunna na na Da da da da da… Final countdown… It’s a week away! It’s a week away! It’s a week away!


I like the little blue snowflakes pictured here because a retarded monkey could cut them out of any paper you have on hand. But, of course, feel free to go wild. This project is an acceptable time to bust out the glitter. On a side note if you are a stripper anytime is an appropriate time to bust out the glitter… Every job has it perks, ladies!
1. In life, cooking is optional, eating is not. If you lose your take-out menus, grab a recipe from
So come on in, take off your shoes, browse around, and root through my drawers like you do when your man’s in the shower. You will read about everything on our top ten list, plus I’ll teach you how to get an entire room full of people drunk for less than the cost of dinner and a movie. What more do you people want from me?!? Free martinis for every registered subscriber? Yeah, I thought of that too, but apparently that’s not what they call ‘advertiser friendly.’ 
It’s true, black is the new black. Every ‘it girl’ on the planet seems to be bitch-slappin’ some noir lacquer up in their abode. It has always been against the rules to paint interiors black because ‘Franz the decorator’ said ‘but darling it makes the space seem teensy weensy.’ Well, guess what Franz? Apparently you can suck it because it doesn’t make spaces seem small and claustrophobic—it actually makes it them feel cozy and sexy. I like it in unexpected places like the bathroom or kitchen a la Kelly Werstler. For those of you who want to dip your toe in the can, as they say, try it above your fireplace for a trial run. 
You spread this ridiculous goodness on crackers, baguette, or fruit and when your visitors-without-boundaries ask where you got this delectable spread, you can say ‘I learned how to make it at my cooking class that I am actually late for! Such a bummer that we all have to leave. If you would have CALLED beforehand I would have let you know, but at least ya got a little snack!’ …Or something a little less passive-aggressive. Your call!
Sometimes Mama just doesn’t have the time, money, or energy to do a full bar. My alternative has become making one signature cocktail in bulk… ‘cause my alcoholic friends are expensive and my food tastes better if you’re drunk! Here are three libations that are easy to make in bulk. I’m like a Costco of cocktails!
Vodka Mint Lemonade
Sangria
Piña Colada
Ever meet the girl who seems to have the perfect closet? Just the right amount of wicked tall stilettos in proportion to her sensible little Chanel flats and Havaianas? Well screw her. I hate her. My life feels like an endless quest to the day when I will be able to shut the door to my closet and say DONE! Never going to happen because Vogue comes out every month and, like a diabetic needs insulin, I need me the latest and greatest of whatever Anna Wintour is hawking that month. (Usually in the knock-off version because really who spends $1200 on a freaking skirt? That’s why all those NY fashion girls are so damn skinny, by the way. They spent all their money on YSL instead of a sandwich.)


Mom may have told you to update your closet every season and invest in ‘classic pieces,’ but what if you can’t even pay your dry cleaning bill? Seriously, they won’t give me my fall peacoat and I am chilly. Karma is a bitch, Sunset Cleaners! And don’t even get me started with Saks Fifth. Apparently you can’t buy new shoes until you pay for the last pair… that you bought in June… ‘07.






