Today, after the third person emailed for my stuffing recipe, I decided I may as well just post it on Tumblr for everyone’s benefit. I developed this about 7 years ago when I was living in England from an amalgamation of different sources. It’s a winner each time.
1 loaf standard, run-of-the-mill (trust me) stale white bread.
1 loaf standard, run-of-the-mill stale brown bread.
1/2 cup diced onion
3 scallions (chopped)
1 apple (minced)
4 cloves garlic (minced)
1 lb. spicy italian sausages
1 tsp salt
1 tsp pepper
1/2 cup butter
2-3 cups boiling water
Step 1. Stale the bread by leaving it out for a couple of days. If today is Thursday, you don’t have a couple of days. Not to worry… spread the slices on a baking sheet and dry them out in a warm oven. De-crust the bread and throw the damn crust away. Or to birds. Might as well feed their species as they’re about to feed ours.
Step 2. Crumble the stale bread and puree about half of each loaf in a food processor. Fingers also work for this if you’ve got tiny sharp ones made out of metal. Put the bread in a large casserole dish. Melt the butter and pour it over the bread, mixing it together with your hands (or a small food processor made out of skin).
Step 3. Add onions, scallions, and apples. Continue to mix with hands. It should begin to feel a bit firmly packed.
Step 4. Roast sausages ahead of time (probably after step 1) in a skillet or pan, breaking up into fine pieces until thoroughly cooked. Once they’re nearly done, toss in the minced garlic and stir together until fragrant-er.
Step 5. Mix cooked sausage into bread along with salt & pepper.
Step 6. Pour 2-3 cups boiling water over entire mixture and pack down with hands.
Step 7. Preheat oven to 400ºf before you get to this step. Bake the stuffing for about half an hour.
I Believe In The Internet - The Content Industry Doesn't
“The Internet is not just a series of pipes. It’s core architecture embeds an assumption about human nature. The Internet is designed to empower individuals not control them. It assumes that the if individuals are empowered, they will do the right thing the vast majority of the time. Services like eBay, Craigslist, Etsy and AirBnB are built on the assumption that most people are honest. Other services like Tumblr, Twitter, YouTube, Wordpress, and Soundcloud assume people will be generous with their ideas, insights and creations. Wikipedia has proven that people will share their knowledge. Companies like Kickstarter show that people will even be generous with their money. This does not mean that there are not bad people out there. All of these companies spend a lot of time and money to battle spam and fraud. The companies are simply betting that there are many more good people than bad. The architecture of the Internet shares this assumption. It could have been designed to prevent bad behavior. Instead its design empowers good behavior.
The entertainment industry does not share this view of human nature. […]
I am sympathetic to the content industries struggles with piracy, but my belief system tells me the answer is to capitalize on the great strengths of the Internet to create a healthy and profitable relationship with their users not to sue them. No matter how strongly I believe that, however, I do not think I have the right to tell them how to run their business. Apparently, they do not feel the same way about our businesses. The current legislation in Congress does not just create an administrative burden, it requires service providers who have built wonderful businesses on a deep conviction about human nature to change their relationship with their users in a way that subverts their core values. Unfortunately, this legislation may pass. The content Industry has invested heavily to get it through. Legislators need to hear from every entrepreneur and every user who understands that the Internet is more than a set of pipes. They need to hear that innovation and economic development comes from empowering users not constraining them. You can learn more here. You can make your voice heard by participating in American Censorship Day. Please make yourself heard.”
I’m talking about the individual US citizen’s deep fear, the same basic fear that you and I have and that everybody has except nobody ever talks about it except existentialists in convoluted French prose. Or Pascal. Our smallness, our insignificance and mortality, yours and mine, the thing that we all spend all our time not thinking about directly, that we are tiny and at the mercy of large forces and that time is always passing and that every day we’ve lost one more day that will never come back and our childhoods are over and our adolescence and the vigor of youth and soon our adulthood, that everything we see around us all the time is decaying and passing, it’s all passing away, and so are we, so am I, and given how fast the first forty-two years have shot by it’s not going to be long before I too pass away, whoever imagined that there was a more truthful way to put it than “die,” “pass away,” the very sound of it makes me feel the way I feel at dusk on a wintry Sunday…
And not only that, but everybody who knows me or even knows I exist will die, and then everybody who knows those people and might even conceivably have heven heard of me will die, and so on, and the gravestones and monuments we spend money to have put in to make sure we’re remembered, these’ll last what — a hundred years? two hundred? — and they’ll crumble, and the grass and insects my decomposition will go to feed will die, and their offspring, or if I’m cremated the trees that are nourished by my windblown ash will die or get cut down and decay, and my urn will decay, and before maybe three or four generations it will be like I never existed, not only will I have passed away but it will be like I was never here, and people in 2104 or whatever will no more think of Stuart A. Nichols Jr. than you or I think of John T. Smith, 1790 to 1863, of Livingston, Virginia, or some such.
That everything is on fire, slow fire, and we’re all less than a million breaths away from an oblivion more total than we can even bring ourselves to imagine, in fact, probably that’s why the manic US obsession with production, produce, produce, impact the world, contribute, shape things, to help distract us from how little and totally insignificant and temporary we are.