Good lord, is it really almost Thanksgiving? I don't know what it is about this time of year, but October and November always end in a blur. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing for me, because Thanksgiving has gradually become my favorite holiday. What's not to love? It's all about feasting and togetherness and giving thanks (or, more aptly, that's only what it's about).
Inspired by the coming feast, I attempted a green bean casserole - a casserole being a category of food I've not only never cooked, but never even eaten. At least not that I remember. It was never one of those foods that seemed particularly alluring; in fact, a brief conversation initiated by a fellow shopper at the Giant supermarket in Brodheadsville this morning reminded me why:
"Excuse me, do you ladies happen to know where the fried onions are?" He needed them for the green bean casserole.
When my mom said she wasn't sure, that we actually don't make it for Thanksgiving, he guffawed in disbelief,
