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!
11 comments:
fuxx, you really are a sick man. the only thing mroe disgusting that seeing a canned formation of psuedo-cranberries is the disgusting slurpy sound that concoction makes when exiting the can. Ummmmm...enjoy it!
laurie: Thanks, Have a great Holiday.
dear jane: AAHH, the slurping sound brings up an entirely different set of memories but that is best left for another day.
PBCJ? Interesting. I'm going to have to give that a whirl with our leftovers. Did the lunchlady use an ice cream scoop (the same one she would use for mashed potatoes, etc.) to measure the cranberry jelly?
laurie: How else could it be taken? Remember it is a sick world and I am a happy man.
ann: You sweet slurper have a Happy Thanksgiving.
rocky: The secrets of the sandwiches were held under tight wraps. When they were brought into view they had already been slapped together. Although it was a generous portion of cj I will admit.
I'm going to have to try that...as I love me some PB&J
I have never even heard of cranberry jelly before. I love PBJ's, so it's something I'm definately going to try. I love hearing stories about things in our childhood that still influence us as adults.
phoenix: Hope you like it.
jane: Isn't it strange just what you carry into adulthood? Of all the lunchroom fare that might be worth remembering in either a good light or a bad one, one of my strongest memories are of this humble sandwich.
I just like to look at the cranberry jelly, but I haven't found anything that I like to eat it with - guess I willhave to try it in a Sammich. ^_^
Fuzz, those PBCJ sandwiches are the shit! I just made one for a snack. I'm hooked. Thanks for the tip, because I needed a break from turkey.
shay: Try it, Try it, you will see, you will like it just like me. Thanks for stopping by, I loved your site, I really liked how you use hentai to add to the visuals on your site and the subject matter is thought provoking to say the least.
rocky: Glad you liked it as much as I do.
I couldn't leave an unlucky number of posts before I moved on so heres hoping that everyone's Thanksgiving was a good one.
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