Post-Thanksgiving Talk
Brandon had his first southern Thanksgiving this year. His first experience eating at my Grandma's house was at Christmas, so he learned then that it's important to watch what I put on my plate and mimic it. Or else he could run into something his fine Californian tastebuds aren't accustomed to.
One year, my grandma decided to cook most of the Thanksgiving dinner and then warm it up later. This would be less hectic for her (avoiding the cooking of the whole meal in one day), because she is getting older, as grandmothers and humans in general are prone to do. However, this strategy included freezing the deviled eggs. Did you know that microwaved deviled eggs have the texture and consistency of plastic? And that the dog will simply sniff the deviled egg that you kindly offered him and skitter off, unaffected by your annoyed tone when you call "come back here, you ingrate!" after him? Well, it's true.
Foods that Brandon managed to avoid this year? Collard greens, boiled with bacon. Giblets and gravy. Oh! And stuffing with oysters. You read that right. Oysters in the stuffing. Mmm, mmm!
One year, my grandma decided to cook most of the Thanksgiving dinner and then warm it up later. This would be less hectic for her (avoiding the cooking of the whole meal in one day), because she is getting older, as grandmothers and humans in general are prone to do. However, this strategy included freezing the deviled eggs. Did you know that microwaved deviled eggs have the texture and consistency of plastic? And that the dog will simply sniff the deviled egg that you kindly offered him and skitter off, unaffected by your annoyed tone when you call "come back here, you ingrate!" after him? Well, it's true.
Foods that Brandon managed to avoid this year? Collard greens, boiled with bacon. Giblets and gravy. Oh! And stuffing with oysters. You read that right. Oysters in the stuffing. Mmm, mmm!
