My mother always had a bag of bread crusts, ends, odd pieces that she saved in the freezer.  Some of this bread was made into bread crumbs, yeah, cheap and cheerful!  Some of this bread was destined to be stuffing, filling a turkey carcass or baked in a casserole dish.  Either way it was slimy, onion-y, sage-y, nastiness.  No stuffing, no thank you!  Stovetop is not any better.  Yuck!  Until…

My sister invited the family to her house for a big holiday dinner.  And she made her mother-in-law’s cornbread stuffing.  To be polite a took a tiny bit on my plate.  Wonder of wonders.  It was good.  It was yummy!  I would have seconds and leftovers, please! Now, I make this stuffing every Thanksgiving and every Christmas.