Loyal readers will understand I love Thanksgiving, but as the years go on I find the holiday to be more difficult to plan. As my sister spends more time with her family and with the folks getting older I may have to one day break down and create my own Thanksgiving meal. I've never made a turkey before, cause as a child we usually had a ham.
Actually I'm not much of a chef really. If it doesn't involve a microwave and a George Foreman grill I'm pretty useless in the kitchen. I guess I can make a mean grilled cheese sandwich though. My attempt at cooking an amazing meal for a nameless celebrity debutant stunningly went awry when her bodyguards maced me and threw me out of the place. I guess they didn't like the idea of a stranger showing up uninvited preparing food wearing nothing but an apron. I kept explaining I do that cause she loves it, but they weren't buying it. The judge sadly sided with the nazi thugs. Don't come within 500 yards from my love my ass. You can't stop the feelings you commie oppressor!
As I prepare for the day that I might one day be chef Wiwille for the good holiday of thanks I found a recipe for bacon wrapped turkey. Yes you read that right. Turkey covered in bacon. That's a cardiovascular dream come true ladies and gentlemen. Oh and the recipe calls for jalapenos which I like, but they make me fart. Fart a lot.
Culinary tips from Wiwille are worth their weight in gold.
It’s…. BACON! (and a bunch of other stuff)