As the temperature chilled the other day with late summer here in the Sierra Mountains of California, my mind jumped months ahead to the ritual of Thanksgiving and how my Mom always filled the turkey cavity with a breaded stuffing. How could my mind jump so far ahead ? I really loved watching her stuff that turkey and I loved to stuff huge portions in my mouth—because there was always more! The meat was precious, the stuffing always abundant (and void of ... read complete blog
