O and I were dining at one of our favorite local joints recently (Iberia tapas bar) where a TV was on over the bar. Much to Olivia's annoyment sometimes, I think I'm a normal male: when the TV is on, that's where my attention is. The sound was off, but some cook was going through all the steps on how to fry a turkey. It looked cool.
I'll leave this as a photo essay:
Lower in turkey:
Cook turkey cook! (3 min per lb, though we wound up doing 5):
Careful of the turkey bodied boy:
Bottom line: it was TASTY. Damn tasty. Up there as possibly the best turkey I've ever had. Good enough to wonder what else to fry immediately.