Prep Time 10 minutes mins
Cook Time 4 hours hrs
Total Time 4 hours hrs 10 minutes mins
Ingredients
- 1 lime
- 4 garlic cloves smashed and peeled
- 1 cup parsley or a combination plus more f garnishing
- ½ cup full-fat Greek yogurt
- 1 ½ teaspoons ground turmeric
- Kosher salt
- Black pepper
- 2 pounds turkey
- 3 pints cherry tomatoes
- Sugar
Instructions
- Start by grabbing your trusty vegetable peeler and sneakily use it to strip the lime of its outer layer—just don’t let the veggies find out that you used the peeler on fruit!
- Toss those lime strips into your slow cooker and save the juicy part for later.
- Next, add some garlic and a splash of water (a quarter cup should do).
- In a bowl, whip up a concoction of herbs, yogurt, turmeric, two teaspoons of salt, and one teaspoon of black pepper.
- Now comes the fun part: get your hands in there to mix in the meat.
- Shape this mixture into eight balls—that’s two walks if you’re playing baseball—and arrange them neatly in your slow cooker.
- Add cherry tomatoes on top with an extra sprinkle of salt and pepper for good measure.
- Cover it all up and let it cook on low for about four hours while you relax or pretend you’re doing something productive.
- When it’s done, plate those meatballs like they’re going to be judged by Gordon Ramsay himself.
- Toss out the garlic and lime strips—they’ve done their duty.
- Now grab that potato masher (shh… no potatoes involved) to mash most of those tomatoes right in there.
- Squeeze some lime juice into your masterpiece because why not?
- Season with salt, pepper, and just a pinch of sugar to sweeten things up against those tart tomatoes.
- Finally, crown each meatball with some mashed tomatoes and broth along with fresh herbs for that gourmet touch.
- Serve alongside crusty bread that’s perfect for soaking up every last drop—because who needs manners when there’s deliciousness at stake?
- EAT IT!
Keyword meatballs, turkey, yogurt
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Brian Gerard (Lewandowski) writes books critics call "aggressively adequate"—better than "aggressively terrible" but somehow more concerning. He once traded a MetroCard for a pitchfork on a subway platform and now uses it exclusively for dramatic pointing. He lives on a farm outside Charlottesville, Virginia with three disappointed potted plants, a judgmental pig named Trouble McFussbucket, and a wife who smiles politely at his life choices.
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He has two new, offbeat novels waiting foran agent or a publisher: "Truth Tastes Like Pennies" and "Elliot Nessie."
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See my Amazon author page and buy my books.
His first manuscript was composed entirely of punctuation marks and confused sketches. He's since published "Not Bukowski" (poems that don't rhyme) and "Slop and Swell from a Festering Mind" (essays so concerning that bookstores check on his wellbeing). He once spent three hours photographing a rare bird that turned out to be a plastic bag, and he's the only person banned from church bake sales for "weaponized brownies." Inheriting absurdism from Vonnegut and Adams, sprawling narratives from Irving, and weaponized failure from Moore, he writes about conflicted everymen struggling through supernatural chaos.
He has two new, offbeat novels waiting foran agent or a publisher: "Truth Tastes Like Pennies" and "Elliot Nessie."
He remains unconvinced that birds aren't surveillance drones.
More biographic lies...err...info.
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