They Know We're Grateful by the Quantity We Ingest
I will be attending my Nth annual "Orphan's Feast" at/with/for a group of friends in the southwest Valley. (A potluck for those who aren't/can't go to their families.) It's a buffet of cuisine, and I can't wait to sample the wide menu. I will, of course, contribute my potluck staple: green bean casserole. (I'm also taking some Santa Fe Stew, which is similarly easy-to-make and popular.)
So, as I eat thanks for all the positive I have in my life, a few memories with you in the hopes that you too have and appreciate your bounty.
- Harianne ("Yenta" of Ed Debevic's fame) and I ate veggie patties and watched Native American movies. Both of them. (including a favorite of mine, Sherman Alexie's Smoke Signals. "John Wayne has no teeth, hey-ya...")
- On a similar note, I'm also fond of the First Thanksgiving as portrayed in the movie Addams Family Values.
- Finally, menu-wise, when I was a hall director (campus housing), my fellow directors and I had a monthly potluck dinner as a bit of team-building. Each month, I took my green bean casserole --the only really decent thing I can cook (i., stir and heat). When December came, the host suggested we do a cookie exchange instead, and everyone turned to me, worried about what Thomas would bring. Non-plussed, I asked whether they hadn't heard of 'green bean casserole holiday balls.' Mmmm.
I took sugar cookies, made from the recipe on the bag. (But you gotta admit it sounds intriguing...)
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