MARTHA? MARTHA, WHERE ARE YOU?

[QueenBee]

HaHa, LC..I remember you telling that one before. Kind of reminds me of the very first time I cooked Thanksgiving dinner. My parents had gone to Phoenix to spend the holiday with my aunt and uncle. My mom wrote down her stuffing recipe, and all the instructions for cooking the bird. I was cooking for me, my brother, and a couple friends.
So I got up in the morning and got started. Well...I never realized how big a pile was made by two loafs of bread..cubed up. I was sure there was WAY too much. So there I am...8 AM Eastern time...calling my mom in Phoenix....where it was about 6, in tears about it. I could her my aunt laughing hysterically in the background. Heard about it for years.