Show me a raw turkey and I can tell you if it is a Butterball or not.
Show me a cooked turkey and I could tell you what method was used to cook it, in what kind of pan, for how long, at what temperature and what, if anything, you did wrong.
DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT IT’S LIKE TO POSSESS SUCH POWERS OF INFORMATION?
It’s mind boggling! All of it! No one should ever EVER! screw up a turkey. EVER! SO EASY!
I find myself looking at the cover of magazines thinking in my head “OPEN PAN METHOD! ALUMINUM! UNSTUFFED! 325°! CONVECTION OVEN!”
What you don’t even realize is that I’m actually speaking turkey. It only looks like English through type. But in my head? GOBBLE GOBBLE.
My two days spent in intense training at Butterball University were life changing. If for no other reason than I found out it is possible for one to eat 10% of their body weight in poultry.
And an even greater thanks to the ladies of 1-800-BUTTERBALL. Y’all are mind boggling. Your love for turkey is infectious. Thank you for letting me spend a two days in your presence. Go save those turkeys. All of them. GOBBLE.
I got to go to Butterball University working with Butterball and writing all about Thanksgiving over at the Butterball Blog. Yes. They are paying me. Yes I already liked Butterball. And yes, this is my own opinion. P.S. The FTC sucks. xo