My entire childhood I looked forward to my Grandmama's Cornbread Dressing every Thanksgiving and Christmas. In 2007 I asked her for the recipe, and she handed me an old cutting from a newspaper with her handwritten notes in the margin.
The first attempt at recreating my favorite dish didn't go very smoothly. I used an old box of Jiffy cornbread mix, and it just didn't taste right. Luckily, I had a few more years to practice while my Grandmama was alive. She patiently talked with me on the phone to clarify the recipe and to troubleshoot.
Now that she is home in heaven it is my job every year to make her dressing in the same green tin roasting pan and bring it to my mom's house so Grandmama can grace our table again. It's an honor to walk in her shoes.