Stuffing. Dressing. Bread-y side dishy thing. It’s a thing. I still don’t really get it.
When I was planning Fakesgiving, I knew I had to take a stab at stuffing. It’s a ubiquitous part of Thanksgiving dinner, and is well-loved, so I dove in. I researched. I planned. I realized that it wasn’t going to be filling a turkey because turkey legs (even gorgeous tea-brined aromatically-spiced ones) aren’t built for stuffing. And by golly, if it is called stuffing it had better stuff something! Food blogger pride and classic Yael stubbornness took hold as I weighed my options.