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So, I have just discovered the joy that is good cookware. (Yes, I am mumbly-mumble years old. Why do you ask?).
While out shopping yesterday, we found a KitchenAid ceramic roaster for 60% off, and picked it up. And then, we cooked a turkey for dinner last night.
Holy crap, it's sweet.
The turkey was cooked in exactly the amount of time that it should have been (which kinda threw off the rest of dinner actually; I was expecting the turkey to take about an hour longer, since it always does.) And, it was nicely cooked through, with no over- or under-done spots. The biggest problem that we had was that the bird was probably actually a little too small for the roaster, and so we had to add some stock to the bottom of the pan to keep it from drying out.
The best part was cleanup, though. Instead of having to leave the roaster to soak overnight and then spend half an hour scrubbing to get it clean, it just ... wiped clean. It. Just. Wiped. Clean. After cooking a turkey.
When I start rhapsodizing over cookware? You know it's gotta be good. *g* Either that, or, yes, my life is just that exciting.
While out shopping yesterday, we found a KitchenAid ceramic roaster for 60% off, and picked it up. And then, we cooked a turkey for dinner last night.
Holy crap, it's sweet.
The turkey was cooked in exactly the amount of time that it should have been (which kinda threw off the rest of dinner actually; I was expecting the turkey to take about an hour longer, since it always does.) And, it was nicely cooked through, with no over- or under-done spots. The biggest problem that we had was that the bird was probably actually a little too small for the roaster, and so we had to add some stock to the bottom of the pan to keep it from drying out.
The best part was cleanup, though. Instead of having to leave the roaster to soak overnight and then spend half an hour scrubbing to get it clean, it just ... wiped clean. It. Just. Wiped. Clean. After cooking a turkey.
When I start rhapsodizing over cookware? You know it's gotta be good. *g* Either that, or, yes, my life is just that exciting.
