Before my Grandmama was put in a nursing home, Thanksgiving was always a surrogate holiday for me. The one thing that was always different was the stuffing.
In Wilmington, NC, they made it with pecans.
In Longmont, CO, it was with apples and sausage.
In Las Vegas, NV, ugh, oysters.
Playin' off eatin' a big mouthful of that was some of my best work.

Have a Great Thanksgiving everbody! May ya'll's stuffing not be funky!