The smell of turkey roasting and pies cooling is the ultimate holiday aphrodisiac for me. I adore this time of year and always have. That's why years ago when I was a kid, I had a meltdown of epic proportions when my family couldn't pull it together for Thanksgiving and replaced the beloved turkey with a store-bought freezer lasagna - the horror. It left a permanent mark on my holiday-loving soul and my dislike was so rememberable that even my cousins still talk about it to this day. Yes, even at 10-years-old, I was a glorified food snob. This year, ...The post White Wine Braised Turkey Legs appeared first on in sock monkey slippers.
