A couple years ago, The Oracle talked me into a new tradition called "Turkey in July." You see, The Oracle loves roasted turkey, probably more than any other meal on earth. A couple years ago, I let him talk me into an all-day-oven event because he was practically dreaming about a Thanksgiving meal. It must've been heat stroke that let him get away with it.
This would be the third year for a July turkey, but my usual favorite spot (Whole Foods) for buying a turkey is turkey-less. How can you have no turkey? They don't even have turkey pieces. I mean, I could just as easily stuff and roast a turkey breast and roast skin-on pieces if I could get them, and I probably wouldn't need to have the oven on for six hours, either. It's a win-win, right?
If the Stupid Acme doesn't have a frozen turkey lurking in the bottom of a freezer case, I will never hear the end of it. The Oracle will not have his turkey dinner, and I will suffer months of I-told-you-to-order-it-in-advance lecture. (Because he did tell me to order it, and I kept forgetting.)