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Cornbread Dressing
1 pkg Pepperidge Farm herb seasoned stuffing
1 pan baked corn bread
2 celery stalks finely sliced
1 onion finely diced
1 stick salted butter
1 beaten egg
3 eggs hard boiled and chopped (I really only use the whites)
1 carton good quality chicken broth (maybe two just in case)
2 cooked chicken breasts shredded
1. Get up really early so no one can bug you while you do this.
2. Make coffee or crack open the far superior first Diet Coke of the day.
3. Put on music and earphones so that you can pretend not to hear the people who eventually wake up and bug you about how all you should do whatever you're doing differently than however you are currently doing it.
4. Cornbread dressing can really only be prepared properly if you are listening to Waylon Jennings or Willie Nelson. It's up to you, but you wouldn't want your dressing to suffer.
5. Butter a 9 X 13 baking dish. Glass works best.
6. Saute the onion and celery in the WHOLE STICK of butter until they are soft.
7. Moosh the cornbread until it is all just crumbs.
8. Put it in the big orange mixing bowl with about half the pkg of dressing mix. Not the green bowl. It is too small and you'll just have to transfer it and mess up two bowls. You have learned from experience.
9. Dump in the onions, celery, and all that good melted butter.
10. Pour in a little broth just to soften things up.
11. Add the beaten egg so that the people you got up early to avoid will stop filching your damn cornbread and buttery veggies. Smack their hands away from the chicken you stayed up late to shred last night too.
12. Debate whether or not it is too early to start adding whisky to your coffee or Diet Coke. It is. Dammit.
13. Oh lawd, you forgot to preheat the oven. Set it at 350 right now because that fucker takes forever!
14. Little Guy is up! Love on him!
15. Add about half a carton of broth. Gently stir everything you've added so far up. Check the texture. It should be pretty wet but not swimming or soupy. Dressing is an art, not a science!
16. Fold in the shredded chicken and the chopped boiled eggs.
17. Do you need a little more broth to make the chicken and eggs fold in more easily? Add it.
18. Pour the glorious mess into the buttered baking dish. Spread it out evenly and moosh it down a little bit.
19. Remind Mom that you did this last year and the year before and that the oven temp is right and the broth proportions are fine and we ALWAYS only use half of the seasoned dressing crumbs pkg.
20. Pour the remaining half of the carton of broth on top of the dressing. It'll soak in while it bakes. Yes, it is supposed to look like that, Mom.
21. Bake until it is all brown and delicious looking. Usually about an hour, but my mom's oven is old, so yours might take less time.
22. Gleefully seize the comic section of the Dallas Morning News that your Daddy brought over just for you because you now live in a swamp without a legit newspaper. Split it with LG. Grab one of the hot Shipley's doughnuts that Daddy also brought over just for you but really because he wanted them too! Get the hell out of the kitchen until your dressing is done because Mom and Sissy have started wrangling over mashed potato preparation. This is not your war.
1 pkg Pepperidge Farm herb seasoned stuffing
1 pan baked corn bread
2 celery stalks finely sliced
1 onion finely diced
1 stick salted butter
1 beaten egg
3 eggs hard boiled and chopped (I really only use the whites)
1 carton good quality chicken broth (maybe two just in case)
2 cooked chicken breasts shredded
1. Get up really early so no one can bug you while you do this.
2. Make coffee or crack open the far superior first Diet Coke of the day.
3. Put on music and earphones so that you can pretend not to hear the people who eventually wake up and bug you about how all you should do whatever you're doing differently than however you are currently doing it.
4. Cornbread dressing can really only be prepared properly if you are listening to Waylon Jennings or Willie Nelson. It's up to you, but you wouldn't want your dressing to suffer.
5. Butter a 9 X 13 baking dish. Glass works best.
6. Saute the onion and celery in the WHOLE STICK of butter until they are soft.
7. Moosh the cornbread until it is all just crumbs.
8. Put it in the big orange mixing bowl with about half the pkg of dressing mix. Not the green bowl. It is too small and you'll just have to transfer it and mess up two bowls. You have learned from experience.
9. Dump in the onions, celery, and all that good melted butter.
10. Pour in a little broth just to soften things up.
11. Add the beaten egg so that the people you got up early to avoid will stop filching your damn cornbread and buttery veggies. Smack their hands away from the chicken you stayed up late to shred last night too.
12. Debate whether or not it is too early to start adding whisky to your coffee or Diet Coke. It is. Dammit.
13. Oh lawd, you forgot to preheat the oven. Set it at 350 right now because that fucker takes forever!
14. Little Guy is up! Love on him!
15. Add about half a carton of broth. Gently stir everything you've added so far up. Check the texture. It should be pretty wet but not swimming or soupy. Dressing is an art, not a science!
16. Fold in the shredded chicken and the chopped boiled eggs.
17. Do you need a little more broth to make the chicken and eggs fold in more easily? Add it.
18. Pour the glorious mess into the buttered baking dish. Spread it out evenly and moosh it down a little bit.
19. Remind Mom that you did this last year and the year before and that the oven temp is right and the broth proportions are fine and we ALWAYS only use half of the seasoned dressing crumbs pkg.
20. Pour the remaining half of the carton of broth on top of the dressing. It'll soak in while it bakes. Yes, it is supposed to look like that, Mom.
21. Bake until it is all brown and delicious looking. Usually about an hour, but my mom's oven is old, so yours might take less time.
22. Gleefully seize the comic section of the Dallas Morning News that your Daddy brought over just for you because you now live in a swamp without a legit newspaper. Split it with LG. Grab one of the hot Shipley's doughnuts that Daddy also brought over just for you but really because he wanted them too! Get the hell out of the kitchen until your dressing is done because Mom and Sissy have started wrangling over mashed potato preparation. This is not your war.
