SuburbanAdventure

Every Thanksgiving my father and I have a cullinary show down.  This year I won the battle between brining the turkey and serving a block of sawdust and was prepared to begin another battle: stuffing.  My father insisted on meat stuffing which I thought was just preparing the stuffing in the bird, but in this case it was preparing the stuffing with ground beef,  I was incensed.  Replacing sugars with high fructose corn syrup I can handle, using partially hydrogenated soybean oil instead of lard I can deal, using textural tricglycerides and monosodium glutimate as flavor-enhancers I will grow to accept, but stuffing one animal inside of another is going too far.  One day, he will be eaten by an elephant and know God’s cruel irony.