I AM A FANTASTIC CHEF
I don't cook on holidays if I can help it, though sometimes I can't make it home.
HOWEVER, I will make stuffing balls at the slightest provocation.
I usually hate stuffing. Even the smell used to call up memories of terrible public school meals of lunch meat slices and instant mashed potatoes swimming in pee-yellow industrial gravy, with a soggy cardboard stuffing island in the middle. Being forced to eat my way through bowls of rank, steaming gray dryer-lint mush studded with shriveled dry "vegetables". But one year I had the fortune of enjoying Thanksgiving with the Waugh family, who made their stuffing in small, toasty, delicious, round packages of CULINARY JOY. And that's how my faith in humanity this holiday staple was restored.
Even saving it as .png could not keep Photobucket from being a dick and shrinking it, so you guys get three panels of MS PAINT MASTERY!
HOWEVER, I will make stuffing balls at the slightest provocation.
I usually hate stuffing. Even the smell used to call up memories of terrible public school meals of lunch meat slices and instant mashed potatoes swimming in pee-yellow industrial gravy, with a soggy cardboard stuffing island in the middle. Being forced to eat my way through bowls of rank, steaming gray dryer-lint mush studded with shriveled dry "vegetables". But one year I had the fortune of enjoying Thanksgiving with the Waugh family, who made their stuffing in small, toasty, delicious, round packages of CULINARY JOY. And that's how my faith in humanity this holiday staple was restored.
Even saving it as .png could not keep Photobucket from being a dick and shrinking it, so you guys get three panels of MS PAINT MASTERY!