We’ve all experienced moments of brilliance in which the stars align and the angels sing and we see the everyday anew. Rick Casner shares his most recent revelation.
You know the rule: one pound of turkey per guest. But when your back-of-the-envelope calculations say you need a behemoth bird that the laws of physics say won’t fit in the oven, what to do? We have answers.
The pop-up timer popped. The skin’s burnished. The drumstick jiggles. Yet when you commence carving, you still see oodles of pink. Here’s how not to let that happen.