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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.
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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!
10:30 AM
Neponset River Bridge Dig said…
there must be a billion things you can make with Campbell's Cream of Mushroom Soup

Thanks for the recipe.
11:18 AM
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.
11:51 AM
peahen said…
Thanks for this, Robyn, I'll give it a go!
1:25 PM
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.
6:01 PM
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.
6:15 PM
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.
9:18 AM
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