The best Thanksgiving dish you ever had

Ah, I see we are on the same page, Mr. Anchovy.

 

Yeah, the hen was for dessert.

 

Peel and slice 10 potatoes. The thinner, the better.

Layer in huge baking dish: Potatoes, sharp cheddar cheese, potatoes, chopped onions, potatoes, sharp cheddar cheese, potatoes, real parmesan cheese. Drizzle cream over the entire thing. 60 minutes at 400 degrees.

 

That sounds freaking fantastic.

 

Doesn't break the bank, either.

 

Heart attack in a dish. I'll have two please.

 

Well, ya gots to go out and play tackle football without helmets right afterward to stay in shape, dont'cha know?

It's what all us central Pennsylvanians do.

 

One of my sisters-in-law made this last year or the year before. Mmmmmmmm.


SWEET POTATO SOUFFLE

3 cups mashed sweet potatoes
3/4 cup white sugar
1/3 cup butter, softened
2 eggs
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1/2 cup milk
1 cup flaked coconut
1/3 cup all-purpose flour
1 cup packed brown sugar
1 cup chopped walnuts
1/3 cup melted butter

Preheat oven to 350.
Combine the sweet potatoes with the white sugar, soft butter, beaten eggs, vanilla and milk. Spoon into a two-quart baking dish.
Combine the coconut, flour, brown sugar, chopped nuts and melted butter. Sprinkle over the top of the sweet potatoes.
Bake 30-35 minutes.

 

I would claim you're dealing with postpartum and hand them a can of cranberry sauce.

 

I would never advise any non-professional to even try it. There's a reason why the websites that sell them do so well this time of year.

I can't believe that you're expected to do this on your own and your mom is bitching about what you're going to bring, but I would be the last person who should ever give anyone advice on how to deal with their parents.

 

My other dad makes homemade cranberry "sauce" that is soooooo good.

I HATE the cranberry sauce you get out of a can. Won't touch the stuff. But I will push you into the street in front of an oncoming tractor trailer to get his cranberry sauce.

Dad's homemade stuffing's damn good. I make an awesome apple cake.

 

Oh, Mizzou. I offered. I freaking offered. In fact, I sort of insisted as a way to say thank you for all their help this year.

I didn't realize mom would call me Jim Gaffigan and reject my menu right off the bat.

Bitch.