Thursday was Thanksgiving. Did you have a good Thanksgiving? Did you have any Thanksgiving at all?
I went to a Friendsgiving. Yes, yes, I know. My household consists of lonely ol’ me, so yes, I did have Thanksgiving with people outside my household. But fear not, Mr. Cuomo! I see these people every week, so I guess they’re sort of like my pod? And we were being good—only six of us total, no hugging, we kept our distance, used serving utensils, etc.
Anyhow, it was potluck style and I was assigned green bean casserole due to my rudimentary cooking skills and everyone saying it was a “necessity” at Thanksgiving. But in truth, I’ve never been a fan of green bean casserole. I’m also lactose intolerant. Well anyway, I was told that green bean casserole is better with fresh beans, so that’s what I used. I had to Google how to blanch them, because I’d never actually cooked green beans before. All in all, the whole process was pretty easy. Wash green beans. Chop green beans. Blanch green beans. Mix green beans with a can of cream of mushroom, half a cup of milk, some pepper, and 2/3 cup of French’s fried onions. Bake in an 8×8 pan at 350F for 30 minutes, top with more fried onions, and bake for another 5 minutes. And done.
And you know what? Everyone said it was good. (Thank you, kind friends!) But the truth is, I still didn’t like it. It certainly was better than other green bean casseroles I’ve tried, but no amount of fresh greens and extra crispy fried onions will make it appetizing to me. It’s just too much mushiness for my taste. Sure I ate it, mixed in with the mashed potatoes and stuffing and a Lactaid pill … but it’ll never be my jam. Oh, but French’s fried onions? I have to say, those things are delicious. I’ve already eaten all the extra I had. Those beat green beans any day.