No turkey stuffing?
Christmas dinner incomplete with out this old-fashioned addition
The latest and most obnoxious crank in the gastronomic line is that deluded epicure who asserts that Christmas turkey must be served without “stuffing.” He says it is an anomaly, a thing without reason, an insult to the completeness of the bird. He even declares that it detracts from the sweet flavor and delicate aroma of the king of fowls.
Thus he thrusts himself into the public arena, a most unwelcome “butter-in,” striving to accomplish the down fall of an historic institution. He is not a true American. He has never tasted “stuffing as mother made it” — the real Simon-pure article, spooned out of the deep recesses of the royal bird in great crumbly masses that fill the room with rich aroma and the heart of man, woman and child with joy unconfined.
It is the soul of the turkey, is stuffing. With the bird itself one is always bothered about what part he will have — whether white meat or dark; whether a wing, a thigh, or a drumstick; whether the wish-bone, the liver, or “the part that went over the fence last” — but for the stuffing, American sentiment is universal.
The only question is: How much does one dare to eat? And then that entrancing, sagey odor, from the mysterious “yarbs” that enter into the making — as sweet as the summer breezes over new mown hay — as delicate as the fragrance of orange blossoms on a wedding day. And perchance, in addition, we shall catch the sublime suggestion of an onion, wafted into our quivering nostrils, and recalling some dear departed maternal spirit who ministered to our boyish wants in days of yore.
Turkey straight, without stuffing? Not while there is, breath to sound a protest. It is the mission of civilization to mix with naked nature the toothsome miscellany of tradition; to blend the work of nature and man; to sweeten with our best endeavor the plain blessings of an all-wise Providence.
That’s what gave us “stuffing,” and until the heart of man grows cold, until the race loses its teeth and lives on pills and tablets and predigested pap, its multitudes will insist on turkey as mother served it. Down with theories. Give us stuffing or take the turkey back.
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Publication: Amador Ledger (Jackson, Amador County, Calif.)
Publication date: December 15, 1905