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Classic Green Bean Bake

In anticipation of Thanksgiving, I feel I must post a recipe with plenty of good old American tradition.

The classic Green Bean Bake was invented in 1955 by Dorcas Reilly, a home economist who worked for the Campbell's Soup Company. A study was done determining that 50% of all Americans have eaten the classic Green Bean Bake, and 38% of those believe it is best served during the holidays, mainly Thanksgiving. So, for the other 50% and for those in other countries where this dish may be unfamiliar--my treat:

The Classic Green Bean Bake
serves 6 to 8

1 can Campbell's Cream of Mushroom Soup
1/2 cup milk
1 teaspoon soy sauce
Dash of fresh pepper
1 20-oz. bag frozen cut green beans, thawed*
1 2.8 oz can French-fried onions

-Preheat the oven to 350 F
-In a casserole dish, combine the soup, milk, soy sauce and pepper. Stir in the green beans and half of the onions.
-Bake until bubbling, about 25 minutes. Top with the remaining onions and bake for 5 more minutes. Serve hot.

*Or cook 1 1/2 pounds fresh green beans in lightly salted water until tender, about 5 minutes. Drain.

Note: I found this recipe in Thanksgiving 101 by Rick Rodgers, but you can find almost anywhere if you look hard enough.

Comments

dive said…
Yum!
Though I prefer my green beans just lightly steamed and eaten with a spoon before they get a chance to reach the plate.

And Dorcas is a great name!
there must be a billion things you can make with Campbell's Cream of Mushroom Soup

Thanks for the recipe.
Scout said…
I actually prefer them slightly steamed and eaten with fingers instead of a spoon, but at least once, everyone should have a heaping helping of Classic Green Bean Bake on their plate.
peahen said…
Thanks for this, Robyn, I'll give it a go!
CMC said…
I have never, in 29 years, had this. It's a standard joke at Thanksgiving that someone is going to make it, but it never happens.
Scout said…
Welcome Ween. This could be your year. You have to try it just once. I know people who refuse to eat Jello salad, which is a good policy, but really, experience the green bean bake.
Sassy Sundry said…
You know, we don't do Green Bean Bake in my family, but I have had it before. It's one of those things that just has to be consumed once in a while. Comfort at its best.

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