Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Blugstuff Thanksgiving Part 2
I will not get into the debate of white meat v. dark or dressing to the side v. stuffing up the birds ass, but I will take a firm stand on the issue of cranberries; fresh v. the colorful and succulent goo in a can known as cranberry jelly. I believe that the Thanksgiving meal is all about the comfort foods and nothing says comfort to me like the molded can of cranberry jelly jiggling with pride, the indentions of the can gleaming like Montezuma's gold upon the table.
When I was a child in school, most every friday was sandwich day in the lunchroom. For the first round, you had to pick either pimiento cheese or tuna. Neither of these I found to my liking at all but if I could not find someone to pawn them off on, I would wolf them down like they were good in order to go back for seconds. Seconds on sandwich day consisted of the most delectable pb&j sandwiches served on the heels of the loaf of bread. Countless others and myself raced through our first servings in order to secure this delight.
Years later, I discovered that these sandwiches were not filled with grape jelly as I had thought but with that oh so delicious commidity from Uncle Sam, the superecono-size vat of cranberry jelly. I was also told that when a new head lunchlady came in and tried to introduce grape jelly, there was a revolt from students and teachers alike and so cranberry jelly on these sandwiches were reinstituted to their rightful place.
That was the long sought after secret to the incredible pb&j sandwiches of my youth. So now I buy two cans every Thanksgiving, one for the traditional meal and one for pb&j sandwiches the day after(beats the hell out of leftover turkey).
Be safe on the road and Have a Happy Thanksgiving!