Each year about this time, the late P-I columnist Emmett Watson urged us all to try the Thompson Turkey. I never did, but you gotta love his last paragraph: "The meat beneath will be wet, juice will spurt from it in tiny fountains high as the handle of the fork plunged into it. You do not have to be a carver to eat this turkey. Speak harshly to it and it will fall apart." Probably the best journalist in Seattle history, Watson died in 2001. One-on-one, he was a delightful conversationalist. In crowded parties, his bad hearing gave him trouble so you'd often see him wander into a kitchen to read cook books.
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Each year about this time, the late P-I columnist Emmett Watson urged us all to try the Thompson Turkey.
I never did, but you gotta love his last paragraph:
"The meat beneath will be wet, juice will spurt from it in tiny fountains high as the handle of the fork plunged into it. You do not have to be a carver to eat this turkey. Speak harshly to it and it will fall apart."
Emmett Watson with Tiger (Josef Scaylea/HistoryLink)
Each year about this time, the late P-I columnist Emmett Watson urged us all to try the Thompson Turkey.
I never did, but you gotta love his last paragraph:
"The meat beneath will be wet, juice will spurt from it in tiny fountains high as the handle of the fork plunged into it. You do not have to be a carver to eat this turkey. Speak harshly to it and it will fall apart."
