All Thanksgiving weekend the TV will be on so that Himself can watch all the football anyone ever wanted to see. With so many leftovers around, meals during this weekend are a snap. But after all the turkey and stuffing I want something else and I don’t want to cook it either. Here is where this soup comes into play. It is easy, no mess, and nothing really to cook, only heat. For being so quick and easy, I think this is a very delicious and super flavorful soup. You all have probably seen this soup in some form or other but here is my version.
2 cans Ro*Tel tomatoes, do not drain- hot or mild, your choice
2 cans cream style corn
2 cans pinto beans, drained and rinsed
2 cans black beans, drained and rinsed
2 cans hominy, drained and rinsed
1 packet taco seasoning
1 packet Ranch Dressing Mix
1- 12 ounce package andouille sausage, diced- I use aidell’s
1-2 cups water, optional
Place all ingredients in a large pot cover and heat to a simmer over medium heat for 20 minutes. Also perfect in the crock pot for when you come home after all the Black Friday shopping. Serve with sour cream, shredded cheese, tortilla chips or corn bread, and whatever else you love. Serves 12-14.
Note- I place all the beans and hominy in a colander and do a quick rinse.
A Constant Source of Entertainment: Vincenza
Vincenza is my grandmother on my Ma’s side. Grandma was from a small village in Sicily and after moving to the United States still carried many superstitions and practices from the old country with her. One of these being a professional mourner. Not that she got paid for it but it was a great past-time of hers to mourn at the local funeral homes for those she knew who had passed. Here is how it worked: Grandma got dressed to the nines, walked to the local funeral parlor, dragging my cousin Maryanne with her, looked for the names of the deceased she knew and proceeded to the appropriate room then began the mourning ritual. This ritual included screeching, crying, wailing, pulling one’s own hair, laying on the floor, slapping oneself, and sometimes climbing in the casket with the body. Maryanne said that Grandma would hit the door in full character and was quite the show woman. One day she entered a room, wailing, slapping, pulling, genuflecting, crying, hugging the other mourners and by the time she reached the body she was a site. She knelt over the body, looked in the casket and said, “Sommada *Bleep* (female dog), I dona knowa thissa won!” Straightened her hair, grabbed my embarrassed cousin, and walked out of the parlor with her head held high, as onlookers gasped and whispered, only to start the ritual all over again in the correct room.
Every Thanksgiving Day, for the last five years anyway, my children have enjoyed playing Thanksgiving Day Parade Bingo and Football Bingo. Click here for details.
Have a Happy and Thankful Thanksgiving!