by Suzana Rowland

I wanted to eat green bean casserole so bad the other day. I’ve never made it before, but previously just depended on my hubby to make it for me. And being the spoiler that he is–my knight will always be ready to cook green bean casserole for us.

2 days ago, after work he went by Kroger to buy all the ingredients. I was so happy when seeing all those ingredients in his hands. To be honest, green bean casserole is the easiest dish to make, not like rocket science that needs 8 years studying an engineering university.

These are the items for ingredients my husband bought:
2 pkg. (9 oz. each) frozen French cut green beans
1 can (2.8 oz.) French-fried onions
1 can (10 3/4 ounces) condensed cream of mushroom soup

I read the recipe on the Frenchs Onion can and said to my husband, Honey, let me cook this casserole, okay? Piece of cake! My husband was in doubt about my request but he said, Sure! Yet he asked me several times to be sure that I would be able cook the green bean casserole. I guessed that he was afraid of my experiment disorder (my obsession with experimenting).

The history began, I started to cook my first green bean casserole the next day. Just like the show Iron Chef America, I prepared everything on the kitchen table. I found out that I didn’t have regular milk. Tuing! Tuing! Tuing! my disorder started calling me. Aha! I have vanilla soy milk in the fridge and thought to myself, soy milk is milk as well, why not use it. Instead of using regular milk I used vanilla soy milk.

I love to watch the food network channel; I like to copy the star style on TV, cooking with confidence. I love Rachael Ray and Emeril’s shows.

First, I dumped 2 cans of green beans, ¾ cup soymilk, 1 can cream of mushroom soup. I spread fresh pepper from the shaker, Bam!!!. Some chunky ground peppers came up from the grinder, not as fine as I wanted. Well, that’s okay, it’s the taste that’s important, I said to myself, dipping my fingertip a little bit into the mixture to taste. Hmmm I need to add some more pepper I thought. Bam! Instead of adding black pepper, this time I added ground white pepper. Bam! Next, I spread garlic powder and dash of salt. I finally topped and mixed the mixture a little bit with fried onions (those last actions weren’t stated in the recipe at all, but just my improvisation).

I then poured the green bean mixture into a 1-1/2 quart casserole dish and baked uncovered for 30 minutes. Next I removed from oven and topped with the remaining fried onions. Finally, I baked an additional 5 to 10 minutes until onion topping was brown and crispy.

Wualaaaaaa green beans casserole ready. As usual, I fantasized my hubby would be proud of me: P because of my unique bean casserole taste that would not be like some boring green bean casserole.

When my hubby arrived, he was so excited to see my bean casserole, but he noticed something different about my casserole. The first thing he asked me was whether I topped it with the remaining fried onions and baked an additional 5 to 10 minutes until the onion topping is brown and crispy. With confidence I answered with a big “S” SUUUUUUUURE! Honey, don’t worry, I know how to cook that.

I was anxious to hear my hubby’s comment, somewhere between suspenseful and curious. My hubby ate his first green bean casserole with trembling because he didn’t know what he would get. I noticed his smile like sweet and sour soup, then I asked, Honey? Explain to me the meaning of your soup and sour smile please. Is my bean casserole great or not?

A bit cat shy, my hubby asked me what I had put in the casserole because as usual, he didn’t want to hurt me. With a big smiley face :D full of enthusiasm, I explained to him all my scientific improvisation involving the ingredients I had put in the casserole.

HONEY!!!!!!!!! . I got spanks from my hubby :(

Poor Hubby. As usual, he’s my experiment disorder victim again.

The casserole itself wasn’t that bad actually. The taste was a combination of Asian food, Indian, Italian and American, spicy, but sweet. So can you imagine the taste? Bhuahahahah…haaa..haaa

Disaster! Experiment failed. Will try again.


  1. alicia thompson says:

    what a cute story. as i was reading it, i could really imagine you being there making the dish, in your cute way, and hearing your expressions as if i were there too. you write really good stories. great… i want to eat green bean casserole!

  2. Well it wasn’t that bad :)

  3. Emory, stop off and pick up some McDonald’s on the way home from work, in case Zlittle experiments a little too much!

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