Once again it is time for: Cornbread dressing or Bread Stuffing &, ungh, also time for: Hallosgivingmas
On my Facebook page, beginning last year I believe it was, I asked, “Cornbread dressing or bread stuffing, which is on your table?” Yes, yes . . . the question of the ages; the important stuff; the deep and thrilling mysteries of LIFE! Gaw-dammit I am deep! . . . um . . . anyway. Lawd.
So, all you beauties and handsomes out there: Cornbread dressing or Bread stuffing?
Oh, people know my choice–oh yes they do. If there ain’t no cornbread dressing, there ain’t no danged ole Thanksgiving! Huhn. Despite GMR’s soggy ass bread stuffing with slimy oysters in it (he’s a New Orleans native after all and they loves them some critters in they’s food–any critter, and sometimes the slimier, or scalier, or rodenter, or weirder the better – just say’n).
On Facebook, so far, cornbread dressing is winning – haw! Yeah! In YOUR FACE breaddies!
What’s in your house? Or do you not “do” Thanksgiving or are a Canadian and already have, or do you not “do” stuffing or dressing? Then what do you do/eat?
While I am here: O . . . M . . . G . . . what’s up with the Christmas decorations and commercials starting in October? And even in our little mountain town they were putting up Christmas wreaths and such as early as last week. Ungh! Ungh! Y’allses are driving me cray-cray! So, we have flags for Veterans Day flapping along-side wreaths and red bows. Lawd he’p me. I mean, it’s Hallowsgivingmas every year now. Lawd.
Suldog has his annual Thanksgiving Comes First . . . yes, Sullie, yes, it should . . . Are they already decorating in your town?
Folkses, I know I haven’t been by your blog in quite some time and I apologize for that. Dang. Y’all can smack me upside my pea-head – go on, it’s hard enough to take the blows *haw!*
Gone be back with Photos No Words soon. Bout time I upgrade this blawg so I can have more storage space for that. (photo taken by my bestie Angie Ledbetter – yup, that’s representing me in a whole bucket of me–camera to eye, unaware of my surroundings, only matched when laptop is attached to fingertips.
Now, I leave you with a photo of my precious Lil Boop, looking chic and sassy and oh so very cute . . .