"jmcquown" > wrote in message
...
> What's a holiday without a whine from me?
>
> This Thanksgiving holiday reminds me of eating something my former MIL
> cooked, which she called "dressing". I call it "bread soup" - no, I can't
> even call it that because bread soup happens to be good.
>
> It was this odd soupy stuff that was so runny you could drag a spoon
through
> it and not leave a track. We're talking runny, goopy, disgusting
"dressing".
> I was a polite guest; I never said a word, but just about gagged trying to
> spoon some (or should I say ladel some?!) onto my plate. Do I need to get
> graphic about what it resembled?! (Pardon me, the cat is barfing. Yeah,
it
> was like that!)
>
> This woman was a very nice lady. But man, she could *not* cook. We won't
> even discuss how she managed to make scrambled eggs that were completely
> white, and prepared with nary a grain of salt or pepper. Blech!
>
> Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
>
> Jill
>

My great grandmother made cornbread dressing that was remarkably like peanut
butter. I still can't eat cornbread dressing.

Kathy