In any event, the other ones kept ending up all sudsy, something I was not responsible for, ahem.
So we went and bought the thermometer to end all thermometers. It's digital, so it's pretty obvious that you can't put it in the sink to soak. And it came in this pretty teal color, so I can be styling while the turkey's roasting. It's not sold in regular stores, grr, but did manage to get here just in time for tomorrow. How thoughtful. Of course, there are other/more important selling points, and Cook's Illustrated promises me it's worth it's weight in gold, so there's that.
Now we can all rest easy that we here at Chez Bazin, and those dining with us, won't be dying from salmonella, or trichinosis, or whatever horrors that live in raw poultry. You just might even see me at the lovely Grace's link-up tomorrow. (Three posts in one month? I know! The excitement must be difficult to contain) Fingers crossed I make it through dinner without food on my shirt. No, I don't have a toddler, why do you ask?
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
*yes, it really is that warm in our apartment, but it just seems wrong to be turning the a/c on at the end of NOVEMBER. We'll have to turn it on tomorrow though, when our poorly insulated oven turns the apartment into the 7th circle of the inferno for hours!