I sort of had an all-over Thanksgiving revolution several years ago, learning to like both pumpkin pie and sweet potatoes in one fell swoop. My whole childhood long all I could do was stare at people who ate that stuff, while shaking my head and waiting for them to die from the inevitable toxic overload of Brownish Orange Mush.

I still am afraid of stuffing made by anyone but me. I mean, there could be anything in there.