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Oklahomans really like green bean casserole…


As far as I’m concerned, Thanksgiving may as well be called Pie Day. I’m not to into the first few courses of the day because they take away valuable stomach real estate from pie. Anyway, you can eat birds, potatoes and dinner rolls any old day. But Thanksgiving is a special occasion because you can eat apple, pumpkin and pecan pie all in the same day. And bonus points if you pile loads of Cool Whip on top of said pie, like you’re erecting a monument to gluttony.

But I understand that not everyone is cool with only eating pie for a meal. To some, the turkey and stuffing is a very important part of the day. To others, various side dishes are the reason for the season. Recently, The New York Times published a piece about Thanksgiving dishes typical of each of the states. So, what was the most “Oklahoma” dish?

Monday Morning Tweets

Happy Monday everyone, and boy do I sure hope you have enough milk and bread to get you through this minor snowmageddon. At the time of writing, I couldn’t find any school or business closure information for today, but I’m going to write this assuming that you found out you didn’t have to go into work today last night, and you’ve been drinking ever since. So here’s to a great Monday at home all warm in your PJs with mugs of coffee and Bailey’s.

You know, if this isn’t the case and you have to drive on crappy roads in bad traffic to get to work, this intro is really going to piss you off. That would just be adding insult to injury, really.

Well, either way, if you’re at home or at work, the tweets are after the jump.

A lady in Edmond had an explosive first aid kit

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As someone who made it from Daisy Scout all the way to Brownie Scout, I know a thing or two about the dangers of scouting. And by that I mean I know what it’s like to not meet your cookie sale quota. I also know what it’s like to quit an organization because you wanted to learn some camping skills but never did anything beyond standing outside a grocery store to sell Thin Mints to strangers. Even though your friends who were in the Boy Scouts got to earn a badge that required them jump into some freezing water, remove their pants and use them as a flotation device, you got a badge that looks like a carousel horse that shows you sold the bare minimum of over-priced Do-si-dos.

But whatever. I’m not bitter. I don’t even care. That was totally over twenty years ago and I’m over it. I’ve moved on. And I didn’t get an ounce of pleasure out of thinking that maybe a Girl Scout of the past created an explosive to express her dissatisfaction with the organization.

From KOCO.com:

Monday Morning Tweets

Good morning, and happy Monday to the local Twitterati. It’s another Monday where I’m bringing you some tweets so you don’t have to scroll through your feed to find the highlights. A lot of things happened this past week, like an election, some Thunder sadness and Kevin Ogle went to Denny’s. I mean, we’ve got a lot of ground to cover at this moment. So, instead of giving you an intro where I talk about my hangover, or how much I hate my day job because they don’t think Twitter is important, I’ll just get right to the meat of it all and direct you to the jump, after which you shall find the tweets.


Two women in McAlester gave a 4-year-old pot brownies

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I’ll be honest with you. My mom is one of the best bakers I know. If it’s a birthday or holiday, best believe that she is coming at you with cakes, cookies, and all things in between. Similarly, my great-grandmother’s Vanilla Wafer cake is the stuff of legends, and is always remembered fondly around the dinner table when we think of the good ol’ days. So, needless to say I understand the role of baked goods in family life.

But two McAlester women were unaware of the baked goods that were acceptable when it comes to making dessert traditions. According to KFOR.com: