Thanksgiving this year was a pretty special event. This has been an exciting year for our family and we have so much to be thankful for- not the least of which was the ability to have family with whom we have never before had the chance to celebrate the holidays come visit our home.
It was wonderful.
I bought a 22 lb turkey (again) because I have serious issues. My husband shook his head and asked me why we needed that much bird.
Um, go big or go home when it comes to Thanksgiving, dude. That's my philosophy.
Anyway we decided that we would smoke the turkey and in the interest of saving on cook time I suggested that we spatchcock the beast- that's really just a fancy way of saying that you remove the backbone and butterfly it.
I have zero experience spatchcocking anything muchless 22 lb poultry specimens. Not to mention the fact that touching raw poultry is pretty much my least favorite thing to do ever. Thankfully my sister-in-law is a good sport and she decided she was up to the task. I pulled up spatchcocking directions (isn't that just a fun word?), handed her the kitchen shears, and stood back.