I was cooking up a storm for Thanksgiving dinner.
Sweet potatoes. Check.
Mashed potatoes, veggie tray, salad, cranberry sauce, biscuits/rolls, fruit tray, apple pie, pumpkin pie. Check, check, check, check, check, check, check!
Hubby walks into the kitchen.
Hubby: Ummm…Did you take the giblets out of the turkey?
Me: Yeah. I’m using them to make the gravy.
Hubby: Those aren’t giblets.
Hubby: Yeah. That’s the neck. Giblets look more like intestines, gizzard, liver, and other visceral organs.
Me: OMG! OMG! OMG! (sheer panic, as there would be about 30 dinner guests in attendance)
Hubby: You cleaned the bird and checked inside the cavity, right? The giblets usually come in a plastic bag stuffed inside the cavity.
I started freaking out. To be honest, this is the SECOND turkey I have EVER cooked. I’ve only hosted Thanksgiving dinner once before. I was vegetarian for most of my Thanksgivings in the past (and now I’m married to a beef farmer)!
Hubby opened up the oven, took out the piping hot bird. Checked it. Nope. No giblets in there.
Now, the question is…What happened to the giblets? And, will I have Thanksgiving dinner done in time for us to get our annual family portraits done by PhotoCaptiva AND take our out of town guests sightseeing at the Bridal Veil Falls? Gahhhh!