|My Thanksgiving Tradition: Brussel Sprouts|
Guess what this working mom found in the grocery store yesterday? Just when the panic of working and momming and preparing dinner in three days was settling into a minor state of panic, I found these fun, happy veggies begging: BUY ME!
I love when I find these still on the stalk, instead of forced into those cute little cylinders all nice and neat with a shower cap rubber banded on top. It's so confining.
It was my third grocery store where I had to go to finish spending a small fortune on a meal that will take me a day to prep and 20 minutes to eat.
The store where, trying to spend yet another $100 for vegetables that will be lucky to make it to Thursday, a very vertically challenged check out woman almost got beat over the head with this lovely stalk because she wanted to debate the benefits of creamed corn, and I, sadly, did not.
Keep all your negativity to yourself people. If nothing else, they'll make you smile on their goofy looking tree. From the land of The Lorax!
Who eats these freakish looking fart bombs?
Me. Pretty much, only me. Sometimes my dad scarfs one down he finds under the stuffing, soaked in gravy, but usually just me. They're so fabulous when sauteed with bacon, but what's better than bacon? Nothing, except perhaps, brussel sprouts and bacon!
Got any freaky delicacies you crave on Thanksgiving? Any must-haves on the table? Weird family foods?
I've showed you mine; now tell me about yours. Go ahead, hit comment. Spill your family food secrets today.