I'm not sure what makes this recipe from National Grange Bicentennial Year Cookbook (1975) so crabby. There's no crab in it. It doesn't look like the kind of overly-complicated concoction that would make the cook crabby. Maybe it's just like my mom's old roast recipes that left us with an end product not unlike shoe leather? That certainly leaves the diners crabby....
In any case, I'll bet the title describes even more family conversations over Thanksgiving dinner than usual this year.
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I'm crabby because I'm not eating pie right now :D
ReplyDeleteI'm not crabby this weekend since I got to go on my birthday trip to the big antique malls. I'll be sharing those findings before too long I hope!
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