Thanksgiving Quandries

For this year’s Thanksgiving meal, I will responsible for cooking. This also includes planning. We all know that the secret to a successful Thanksgiving meal with numerous side dishes delivered to the table piping hot all at once is….more than one oven! Correct? But unless you live in a hotel or you’re just lucky, you’re like me and most likely have just the one oven.

So, in my mental preparations, I’ve determined what I need is one less side dish that requires cooking in an oven. In a quick Google search, I discovered the Pinch of Yum blog and this dish:

Bacon and Brussels Sprout Salad. Image Source: Pinch of Yum

Doesn’t this look fabulous? The perks: it’s cold and crunchy so no oven is necessary, and it has bacon! Double win.

After discovering Lindsay’s recipes over at Pinch of Yum, I wondered if I, too, could be a food blogger. I’m sure I don’t have what it takes. Seriously though, I could just look at Pinch of Yum’s photos all day long. Everything looks just yummy!

I decided I want to make this recipe in place of the green bean casserole that everyone pretends to like. I’ve tried for years to consume the green bean casserole, placing mere spoonfuls on my plate and leaving them for the last possible moment at which point they were simply too cold to swallow. I have now solved my problem. It’s called Bacon and Brussels Sprout Salad.

If you make this salad, however, don’t be tempted to buy those chopped bags of Brussels sprouts you see at Trader Joe’s, because they are not, I repeat are NOT, the delicate shavings of Brussels sprouts you see in the photo above. And believe me, I’m tempted by the pre-chopped bags. How much of difference is there between chopped and shaved Brussels sprouts? Apparently, a lot. It’s all about the texture, darling, and texture is everything. It always is.

So, how does one accomplish these fine, delicate shavings of Brussels sprouts? I’m so glad you asked. You use a nifty, little cooking tool called a mandoline, which is also capable of crinkle-cuts and playing music if you strum it just so. Kidding okay. Please don’t try that at home.  I understand it’s sharp and possibly a good idea to wear gloves while using the mandoline, so now it seems this recipe has become a bit pricey and dangerous.

Be careful out there. Aside from my this splendid recipe, a tremendous storm is in the forecast in the Sierra Mountains, possibly preventing half our expected party from attending Thanksgiving dinner. While we couldn’t be happier that snow is in the forecast (go snowpack!), it’s coming all at the wrong time. I guess I can’t expect the weather to follow the holiday schedule. Personally, I think the weather knows exactly what it’s doing.

Will I make the Bacon and Brussels Sprout Salad? Will my family make it over the snowy mountain? I just don’t know.

In the meantime, do you happen to have a mandoline I can borrow? Do you eat the green bean casserole? What’s your favorite vegetable side dish?

Wishing you a safe, warm and Happy Thanksgiving if you’re celebrating the holiday. And if you’re not, I still hope you’re happy, safe and warm!


Sky Benders – Friday Fictioneers

Its good to be back to my Friday Fictioneers. I have a bit of fantasy for you today. Hope you like it.

Thanks to Madison Woods for the photo and for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting. I hope she feels better real soon.

All are welcome to participate. Why not write your own story? Here are instructions for joining in.

PHOTO PROMPT – © Madison Woods

Genre: Fantasy (100 words)

Sky Benders

It was the Sky Benders, or that’s what they were named as people told their tales and described what they saw.

“It swirled like a tornado,” said the shopkeeper. “The sky became dark as tar and then,” he jabbed his finger upwards, “the clouds turned into a web with spiders shooting out of it.”

Clouds mutated into dinosaurs and pigs with long, clawed coils and snatched up any onlookers.

With a bolt of fire, the sky sealed tight and dropped…a lonely shoe. Its owner now belonged to the sky.

No one doubted the sky could bend and would take again.


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The Weather Talent – Friday Fictioneers

Today’s forecast has been brought to you by All Things Electric.

Scattered storms are anticipated from the mid-valley up to the lakes region this late afternoon into the early morning. Expect winds at breakneck speed and severe hail. Flying, hotheaded frogs and debris from parked cars, appliances and anything still lying around from previous events are possible. Although last week’s massive swallow dropout had been an impressive show, frogs’ slimy residue is difficult to wash out. Watch this storm at your own risk. You may prefer to head for the cellar with a thermos of hot chocolate. Don’t forget your candles.


I just love storms, although I’ve never seen flying frogs before.

Every week, Friday Fictioneers rise to the challenge of writing a 100-word story prompted by a photo. If you would like to take part, find full instructions here.

Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting this group and to Kelly Sands for this week’s photo.

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Copyright – Kelly Sands

Genre: Humor (100 words)

Post of the Week – 1800ukillme

Winter ends March 21st, so we now have less than a month left before spring. While lately I see flowers blooming all around me, I can still feel winter in the air. That’s winter in California. It’s very rare for snow to fall on the ground here unless you’re in the mountains. The last time it snowed at my house was about nine years ago. I know, you’re thinking poor baby.

Look, we already have pink trees. I know you may find this hard to believe, but I’m not ready for the pink trees yet. Every year, they come so fast and turn to red leaves before I have time to take a picture. At least, I got one this year.

pink treesIn the meantime, I can appreciate a crisp day with gray skies; a day that encourages walking, thinking, pondering and reflecting.

Sandee captures the mood beautifully in her post, Gothic Days.  Enjoy your last days of winter. Perhaps, you’ll want to take a walk.