This morning I am baking, oh, about a thousand more cookies. This time for the my husband's division.
So I was preheating the oven just a bit ago and it started to smell like Thanksgiving all up in my place. I figured some turkey juices had dripped on the bottom of the oven, so I opened the door to check.
Not turkey juices.
There was a whole casserole dish full of uncooked stuffing in the oven!
Sure we had the stuffing that actually fit in the bird, but I could have sworn we were missing the rest of it. But I was sick on Thanksgiving day and my mother and husband insisted that we were not, so I went with it.
I was denied a whole week's worth of stuffing leftovers!
Stuffing makes me happier than just about anything in the world! Someone is going to pay!
Do you think I'd get salmonella if I cooked it up and ate it now?