Today, on creating (forcing?) my legacy, going forward, I will be known for making this INCREDIBLE BISCUIT STUFFING every Thanksgiving. I will also be the medium old or regular old lady who insists on drinking wine at 10 am making sure EVERYONE knows that technically, it’s only called stuffing if it goes inside the bird, so technically, my stuffing is DRESSING, but the word dressing makes me think of doll clothes, and I’m very sensitive to Words, would anyone else like wine? No? Just me? And DID I MENTION THERE’S SAUSAGE IN IT?