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(You can add optional pecans, but hey, what is this, Paris, France?) You've found the world's thinnest argument.')ДЄnd in the I Dunno (Let's Punt) category, you will find Grape Salad, the basic ingredients of which are (1) grapes, left whole, (2) two cups of sour cream, and (3) a cup of brown sugar. (To quote an old episode of Friends: 'Congratulations. You will find Iowa's Thanksgiving Cookies, which are Iowan in that there's a 1975 Iowa cookbook that has this recipe in it. In the I Dunno (Let's Punt) category, you will find such things as Oklahoma's Green Bean Casserole, a generic Thanksgiving dish that seems to have been assigned to Oklahoma because 'some' Oklahomans said they eat green bean casserole at Thanksgiving, despite the fact that so would 'some' Marylanders, Texans, Virginians, Oregonians and Martians (if they have Thanksgiving on Mars).

The fourth category is I Dunno (Let's Punt). Or my personal favorite: New Jersey's Thanksgiving classic.

I dunno grapes mac#

The third is the Local Ingredient/Dish-Based Thing That There's No Rule Saying You CAN'T Serve on Thanksgiving, like Maine's Lobster Mac and Cheese or Alaska's Russian Salmon Pie. The first is the delicious-sounding traditional dish: Double Apple Pie, which they gave to New York (obviously), or Roast Heritage Turkey and Gravy, assigned to Arkansas on the basis that the state is 'one of the top turkey producers in the country.' The second is the plausibly regional spin on a classic: Oregon's Cranberry Sauce with Pinot Noir, or Florida's Cuban-tinged Mojo Turkey.

The recipes chosen by the NYT fall into four categories, essentially. Now: 'Grape Salad.' Doesn't that sound like the only thing you were allowed to make in your plastic kitchen when you were 2 years old, not allowed to use knives, and only allowed grapes when they were cut in half? I cannot tell a lie: This is what happens if you image-search 'sad grape.' Slow-Cooked Red Chile Turkey (New Mexico). Hasselback Potatoes with Garlic-Paprika Oil (Idaho). Other recipes: Garam Masala Pumpkin Tart (D.C.).

I have never in my life heard of a 'grape salad.' Not at Thanksgiving, not at Christmas, not during a Vikings game, not during the Winter Carnival, not during the State Fair, and not during the greatest state holiday: the annual hockey tournament of the Minnesota State High School League.Д«ut today, when The New York Times decided to come up with Thanksgiving recipes that 'evoke each of the 50 states,' Minnesota got 'Grape Salad.' I have been Jerry Lundegaard before murder enters his life, but after it enters his heart, if by 'murder' you mean 'beating the bejeezus out of a car with a plastic scraper.' Not every portrayal of the Midwest is based in reality, but this still speaks to a profound piece of my soul. I was not raised in Minnesota, but I earned my stripes there during 10 winters as a resident, scraping my windshield through a fog of existential despair.