I have a confession to make.
I don’t like stuffing.
I know, it’s like a Thanksgiving heresy.
But often, stuffing is gummy and tastes strongly of celery and salt and the texture just gets to me. The boxed stuff is especially heinous.
I don’t begrudge others their love of stuffing. I just generally take a polite amount and keep it passing. But the thought of wild rice stuffing? That’s a stuffing I might be able to get behind.
Wild rice is a very Minnesotan thing. And one of my favorite foods of all time. (more…)