We like sometimes LAT scribe Regina Schrambling‘s piece in Slate today about how food writers secretly hate Thanksgiving. Why? Because we have food on the brain today – so we must give thanks to those that have food on the brain everyday:
We whip ourselves into a lather trying to make Thanksgiving trendy, but no one really wants to mess with the hoariest menu. In a country that worships sickening candied yams under marshmallows, I know that almost no one will try something like sweet potatoes Anna-a gratin of thin slices layered with thyme, Aleppo pepper, and lots of butter. I can angst over a new recipe for shredded Brussels sprouts with fancy-pants pistachio oil and know for certain that most tables will be disgraced by green bean casserole with onions from a can.