Wow, where to start? Thanksgiving, and the preparation of the Thanksgiving turkey have evolved over the last 60 years. That’s about as far back as I can remember. Even though the actual holiday was first mentioned in the 16th century, it wasn’t until 1941 that President Franklin D. Roosevelt’s administration officially changed the national Thanksgiving Day from the last Thursday in November to the fourth Thursday. Two years earlier, Roosevelt had used a presidential proclamation to try to achieve this change, reasoning that earlier celebration of the holiday would give the country an economic boost.

No, it’s not a Steely Dan song.

The term Black Friday, referring to the beginning of the Christmas shopping season, was coined in 1931, during the Great Depression, with all the incumbent irony. It is also used as an apocalyptic stock market term. Before that, not only was the Thanksgiving tradition much less formalized, there was either no official day or the states were left to decide when to celebrate in their own principalities.

By the late 1960’s, food scientists were coming to the realization that stuffing the bird wasn’t really such a good idea from a food safety standpoint. I can almost hear cooks saying, “Well if we’re not going to stuff the thing, is there really any reason to try and fit that gigantic thing in our tiny oven?” Chefs started boning out turkeys to roast, for a number of reasons. It was more energy efficient and reliable. It was faster in the oven, and the removed bones could be used to make stock and sauce before the event.

By the 70’s, chefs and large producers were exploring the many virtues of Sous Vide, and turkey, in its various forms, was a perfect candidate for exploitation. Yield from turkeys is better than a lot of other popular meat products, and dressed turkeys (or undressed, I guess!) weigh about 75% of the live turkey at about 12 weeks old. How many turkeys does it take to create a ton of feathers, I wonder?

Bag it and Tag it.

Anyway, when you visit the deli counter at your local market, turkey dominates the landscape, smoked, roasted, formed, shaped, natural, all tightly sealed in those hermetic plastic wrappers. There’s a hint for you right there. Any time you see those perfectly formed vacuum tight plastic sheaths on meat in the deli case, you can be sure they were prepared sous vide. Big producers know the value of pasteurizing their products, if only for reasons of shelf life. It’s much easier and cheaper to achieve a pasteurized product if it’s sealed away from the external environment before cooking, as opposed to after. Coloring is not achieved by heat, but by caramel coloring and the like; perfectly safe and wholesome, albeit somewhat less romantic than the traditional methods. If that turkey breast is labeled “smoked,” there’s a good chance it never got close to a smoker, but, rather, a bottle. *sigh*. Next we’re going to find out that there’s no such thing as a natural blonde, either. Wait. What?

Turkey is an awesome product, any time of the year, and 88% Americans eat turkey on Thanksgiving. 46 million turkeys are eaten each Thanksgiving. Americans eat almost 800 million pounds of turkey every year, an increase of 100% since 1970 (just about the time that producers were converting to SV pasteurization). 250 million turkeys will have been raised in the States this year. Of all the turkey consumed, only about 30% is consumed during the Thanksgiving/Christmas/Easter holidays.

Toms have a much better meat/bone yield and less moisture than hens, which are almost all sold whole, and are now popular deep fried. Toms are commonly cut up and used to make all the sausage and specialty turkey products, but Toms are also really the best for roasting “holiday style.” Hens are rarely above 15 lbs. A 20-25 lb. Tom, or even larger, gives the best final product. At home, allow 1 lb. per person, because people really like to gluttonize holiday turkey. Oh, the naps!

The Story of Wilbur

I had a friend in California, his name was Wilbur Norman. Wilbur was from Oklahoma, and always wore a blue fishing cap, that he would expressively tilt forward, backward, and sideways as he would regale me with stories from the Dust Bowl days, a long ashed Salem cigarette dangling from his mouth. Bless that man’s heart, he could tell a story. One in particular, his family raised livestock of all kinds when he was a kid, him and his 8 or 9 brothers and 1 sister, I forget the exact number. Chickens and turkeys were raised together, for a number of reasons. For one thing, turkeys seemed to have the habit of abandoning their eggs, which Bantam hens would promptly roll into their nests to hatch. Turkey eggs are just about the same size as chicken eggs.

Turkey poults (chicks) were so stupid, Wilbur would inform me, that they needed to be trained to eat, to avoid starving right out of the shell. This was accomplished by their chick companions, who randomly pecked by instinct. If not brought in from the rain, the poults would tilt their heads back and drown, Wilbur would exclaim, twinkle eyed.

On a cold night, all the chicks and poults would pile up in a corner of the shed where they slept, and if you didn’t go in there with a broom handle and stir them up periodically, they would smother the poults nearest the walls. Now, I have read data that these legends are just that — tall stories. But, it doesn’t matter, Wilbur was entitled to exaggerate, if only because he did it so casually and warmly.

I really loved that man. He had a series of heart attacks, before I had even met him, and, one day, I stopped by his house hoping to hang out. He kept hundreds of Rabbits for the University Lab Department, and he had taught me how to determine the sex of a rabbit — no mean feat. I knocked on the door, and, after a few minutes, his otherwise rather unfriendly widow came to the door, and gave us the news, not sobbing but a little tearful. I was broken hearted, and I asked what happened.

She said “Oh, nothing, really. He got up at sunrise, just like he always did, went down into the basement where he started his daily routine. He must have laid down on his little bed down there and just curled up and died. The idiot. I told him to go to the doctor. And now I’m left with all these rabbits and chickens and ducks to figure out how to get rid of.” She shook her head mournfully, and closed the door.

Okay, let’s defrost a Turkey!

There are a few inadvisable ways to defrost a frozen turkey. They are usually kept at 0F, with very few guidelines included as to what to do next. We all WANT to defrost our turkeys in the refrigerator, but, gee, how long is that actually going to take? Turkeys are frequently defrosted at room temperature, but that is really not a very good idea. The outside regions will achieve 70F-90F within a few hours while the center will still be frozen quite solid for up to 36 hours — too long. This means that Salmonella, if present, are being strongly encouraged to reproduce, even sealed up in that bag. They don’t care. Salmonella and most other pathogens are a lot like humans, in that they are VERY active between the temperatures of 70F and 90F.

The fix for this is generally considered to be to submerge them in water, but that really does very little, besides being pretty darned difficult. If the bag leaks one little bit, you are dissolving salmonella into the water, which then comes in contact with your hands as you try to wrestle that monster over to the sink, dripping the pathogenic solution all along the way. Not to mention soaking your sleeves with it, and, let’s be honest, turkeys frequently take their final flight towards the floor as part of the process. Great. Salmonella on the floor, and everywhere else, not to mention the splatter from impact.

If you have a vessel large enough, and most of us don’t, you can remove the plastic wrapper, submerge Tom in the sink, and then run cold tap water (typically around 70F) over him. This is impossible unless you have one of those devices that plugs into the drain and extends upwards to just below the upper limit of the sink, so that water flows into it after filling. You see those in restaurants, but not at home very often. This method also uses a LOT of water. So we really are left with the refrigerator, with the unsettling prospect of having to troubleshoot the process as our first holiday crisis.

Give it a WEEK!

That’s right. A frozen turkey will defrost perfectly in a functioning refrigerator in a week, even if it’s more than 20lbs. By then, you may find a little snow in the cavity, but that’s about it. After that, the turkey can actually be kept in the fridge at least another week without any risk of spoilage, so, even if you bought your frozen Turkey in the first week of November, you will have one less problem to solve when the fourth Thursday rolls around.

Let me introduce you to my friend Tom.

  • 21 lbs. of bird. Not only holiday fare, but everything from Tetrazzini to club sandwiches to soup and beyond.
  • After removing the snow and the giblets from the neck end, it’s really a great idea to have a lot of towels around.
  • Have a 2 gallon bucket of water with 2 oz. of bleach in it, to put contaminated towels in. The towels can be reused for clean up.
  • That solution is strong enough to kill Salmonella (it’s a strong alkali), but not strong enough to irritate your skin or even hurt you if you accidentally took a sip. It’s like a swimming pool.
  • Honestly, I kind of like that faint hint of chlorine in the air. I guess it conjures up memories of childhood or something. At this point, the turkey has no smell. Neither does Salmonella. Where was I?


  • Like the unappetizing idea of skinning a cat, boning a turkey can be done many, many different ways. I thought about this as I was shooting the sequence, to make it as easy as possible for the novice. I was a novice once, too, but that was about 20K chickens ago, and chickens are done just like turkeys, right down to the wish bone.
  • Even though the legs are typically removed first, we are going to do the breasts instead. That’s why I have positioned the turkey in this way, and, assuming that you are right handed, it should be rotated just slightly to the right, as pictured. This will make the first cut really easy.
  • There is a moist towel under the cutting board, to keep it from sliding around, and a towel under the turkey, too, for the same reason.

Cleavage, literally.

  • You can feel the breast bone, the avian equivalent of a sternum, with your finger. There’s kind of a callous between the bone and skin, a little strip of cartilage.
  • Run your favorite knife straight down along that line, on the left side of the bone, in long smooth strokes.
  • As the blade comes in contact with the wish bone, your angle will slowly guide to the left, until you hit the shoulder wing joint.


  • As you cut, the breast will slowly start to sag away from the carcass, exposing the joint, that you can just see in the bottom front of the pic, with a few strips of white sinew leading towards it.


  • This is an important step in the process, so I have a close up to make it more visible.


  • I’ve inserted the point of my wicked knife into that joint, it goes right through.
  • A lot of people get stuck here, and end up scraping to the left as they miss the joint. Next thing you know, you’re sawing like a panicky serial killer.


  • Again, a close up of that pierce.
  • That little white piece of sinew protrudes from the end of the so called “tenderloin,” you see them in the stores once in a while. They are only barely attached to the breast itself, and if you don’t cut through that little white line, the tenderloin will pull right off of the breast.


  • I cut right through that joint, and the breast is now free of the carcass, except for a little piece of connective skin.


  • Again, a good close up.


  • There it is, and you can see that little flap of skin that was the last connection to the carcass.


  • It’s a beautiful thing.

No wonder turkeys can’t fly.


  • Repeat the procedure on the other side, it’s a wee bit more awkward than the first side, but just patiently follow along the carcass until you get to the joint.
  • Don’t panic if some meat remains on the carcass. It always does, even for us 10K guys. We’re going to put it to use later.


  • Working my way to that joint.


  • Just like the other side. You can see how the breast bone is fairly wide, with that little strip of cartilage on top of it. It will obstruct your knife if you try to get too close.
  • Okay, let’s get to the legs.


  • Lay the carcass on its side, and start to remove the legs. You can see how the meat kind of curves around, this little piece called the “oyster” gets missed sometimes. The backbone is sturdy, just use those long smooth strokes and follow along the bone.
  • You will come to the joint, just like on the breast.


Like I said, I didn’t quite get all of the oyster. You can see the hip joint (or the equivalent of it), that we cut through just like the wing joint. Then, follow the bone towards the tail, while you gently pull on the leg to fully remove. Just pulling your leg, haha.


  • Repeat the procedure on the other side.
  • That’s a lot of progress, with very little suffering.


  • I put the two breasts and two leg/thighs in a container out of the way, we’re not quite done with them. First, we’re going to kill a couple of birds with one stone. I made a little joke.

A body of evidence.


  • Here are the front portion of the bird, and the hind portion of the back, which just break apart if you twist backwards.


  • Put each one in a Ziploc Gallon bag.


  • Along with the neck, and the giblets. There isn’t much value to turkey liver, I usually just discard them, they’re pretty bitter.


  • The bags are filled halfway with water, and we will process them at 155Fx4 hours.
  • This will be the beginning of a solid stock, and will also facilitate removing the rest of the meat from the carcass.


  • The skin is easy to remove from the legs/thighs.
  • Sometimes I leave it on, process somewhere between 135F-155F, shock, and then season and roast later @350F.
  • It works, the skin gets crisp, and the meat doesn’t get dry. Comes out just like roast turkey. Amazing.


  • Assuming you want to remove the skin, and that is my preference, just help it along with the knife from one of the corners of the thigh.
  • It makes that slorching sound that I talk about sometimes, you get used to it.


  •  Just like pulling off a sock.
  • Well, sort of.


  • The same principle applies to the breasts.
  • You can process them with the skin on @135F-150F, shock, season, roast, deep fry, BBQ, Smoke, do your thing, and they come out great.
  • Moist, no pink.

The Glistening


  • Again, the skin comes off easy, up to the should joint, which I keep on there so I can use it as a handle later.


  • Turkey wings bring a lot of flavor to the stock/gravy, if you don’t want to fritz with them.
  • They are delicious though, and make a good fried chicken and waffle, not to mention Giant Buffalo style.
  • So, remove the wing and tip, leave the shoulder attached to the breast for now.


  • So, you get they Skinless Airline Breast. A story for another day.


  • Rather than pack up the skin, I just process it now.
  • Spread the pieces out on parchment.
  • If they overlap a little, that’s okay, they are going to shrink way back.
  • S+P, Paprika, whatever you like. Cajun seasoning is good too.


  • While the skin is roasting @350F, I start bagging up the turkey.
  • The breasts are going to get 145F-155Fx4+, there’s a lot of latitude.


  • Almost forgot.
  • Let’s finish that wing.


  • Make a cut or two at that joint, and you will get close enough to the knuckle to bend the wing backwards. Ouch.
  • Cut off the tip. It goes into stock.


  • Lay the skinless leg out.


  • Easy to find the joint, remove the leg from the thigh.


  • Follow the thigh bone with your knife, and remove it. Or not. whatever you like.
  • Some people prefer to leave the bone in, so they can eat with their mitts.

Later, we’ll have a bone to pick.

turkey bone

  • These will go into stock, too. Turkey makes an awesome sauce/gravy/demi.

legs and thighs ziploc

  • Get it all bagged up.

turkey-sous vide

  • Legs and thighs goes into the same vessel as the carcasses, 155Fx6.

turkey wings SV

  • Wings and tips, 155Fx4 hours.

turkey skin

  • After about 40 minutes, the skin is crispy and rendered.
  • I flipped it once, but it doesn’t need much attention.
  • I saved the rendered oil and got almost a cup. We’re gonna use that.
  • The skin is really delicious, but, still too sinful for many people.
  • Keep in mind that if you add it to the stock at this point, it will provide a ton of flavor, color, and body, and the fat will float to the top of your stock.
  • Stock is always skimmed before thickening, or at least it should be.
  • There’s no foul should you decide to do this. I cringe at the idea of people discarding the skin.

turkey skin

  • I resist the urge to just make a sandwich right now and bag it up for later.
  • It reheats well. Very Well.

And the tail?

We’re gonna stop at this point and then start again in a few hours. Take nap. Breathe.