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day betore cutting and toasting bread cubes.
Peeking through the kitchen doorway again, I’d see him chopping onions and celery, melting butter in a large pot, pouring in some liquid, tasting, seasoning and stirring.
When we were finally all seated at the dining room table, it was my father’s dressing that was always the biggest hit.
I hadn’t developed a taste for mushrooms yet and would always query him if he had put any in the dressing.
“No,” he would say, “just eat it.”
It was never dry. Rather, it was very moist and comfortable feeling and it left me smiling and reaching for seconds.
As the years went on, the reputation for my father’s dressing spread among our family members and each Thanksgiving it was the one dish that everyone looked forward to the most - Dad’s moist stuffing with unmistakable
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