Is it nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of derision from my mother or risk a dry trurkey?
We are about to move back into our house after renovations and I have planned a truly poncetastic Christmas for six of us. The turkey is coming from a farmer who is the husband of one of my colleagues (how's that for poncetastic local?!) and will no doubt be a thing of free-range, slow frown beauty.
Do I need to brine such a specimen?
We have always had beef in the past, but I couldn't pass up the chance to have a full on Henry VII style feast this year.