Vegan MoFo #17: Once Upon A Thanksgiving
Someone asked this on the ppk, and I thought it would make a good MoFo entry: What did your family eat for Thanksgiving when you were growing up? I’ve mentioned my parents lack of cooking skills in the past, so this list shouldn’t come as much of a surprise. My memory is a little fuzzy and I have no idea what my parents are eating these days, but I can assume that the menu and the drunken screaming and crying are still holiday standards!
- plate of tiny sweet pickles and canned black olives: I never ever ate these!
- turkey: obviously when I became a vegetarian 17 years ago, I lost interest in the turkey.
- mashed potatoes, instant if my mom thought my dad wasn’t looking: The years with instant potatoes were sad, but I ate them anyway.
- sweet potatoes with marshmallows: Okay, apparently most people think this is gross and have never done it, but my family and extended family loved sweet potatoes with marshmallows roasted on top. I’m sorry i’m disgusting!
- canned cranberry sauce: I have never understood the appeal of this stuff. I like dried cranberries, but cranberry sauce or juice, not so much. And anything shaped like the can it came out of is a little off putting.
- canned green beans: Green beans are pretty much the only vegetable that I think taste good canned, I will eat them happily.
- canned corn: Canned corn is okay, I think frozen is a little less gross.
- stovetop stuffing: I’m pretty sure you could stuff a baby and i’d eat it. (Not really, please don’t hide your babies from me.)
- frozen rolls: I can’t remember the brand, but I can smell them like it was yesterday. And lightly dry heave. I love bread, so if a roll is able to make me feel ill, it must’ve tasted funny.
- storebought pumpkin pie: Dry crust that had to be removed before eating. With Cool Whip. I think Cool Whip tastes like soap and I always have.
As you can see, there was no signature family dish, nothing special, and nothing worth holding onto because it all came from a can or a box. I’m envious of people who have a plethora of family favorites to veganize, but at least I get to eat my own food now and no one tries to make me clean my room on a holiday.