Yeah, so, my coworker Paul and I make very different food for Thanksgiving.
We were hanging out in my cube, discussing our Thanksgiving menus. Paul’s menu was filled with gingered-this and saffron-that, and making cranberry sauce with an entire bottle of port.
Paul: “What did you make, Sonia?”
Me: “I made green bean casserole — you know, the kind with the canned cream of mushroom soup.”
He was horrified.
After he was done judging me, he said they served a kumquat cheesecake or something for dessert.
I was horrified.
Me: “No pumpkin pie?”
Paul: “Ew, no.”
Go ahead and judge the Mansfield’s “traditional” Thanksgiving feast, but it was all delicious. And no, I didn’t screw up the green bean casserole. I followed the recipe that was on the side of the can. It was a hit. So there.