Mom vs. Del Monte

VS.

When my mom and dad where here for Thanksgiving, my mom brought some dilly beans for my sister that she had made this summer from fresh green beans in her garden. Hoooweeee, sister. Those things are tasty.

Apparently, she used to make dilly beans, along with homemade pickles, when we were little. After opening up a jar of Little Cis' Finest Dillies, I realized dilly beans were on my new top ten list for food. Megan and I each demolished about a jar a piece in no time flat. Dilly beans may just be the new superfood: hardly any calories, made of a vegetable (so they have to be good for you) and edible by the jar. Now that's my kind of food. They're this incredible cross between pickle (also on the top ten) and green bean.

Well, I decided I couldn't wait to get my hands on the next batch of homemade dilly beans, so I went to Safeway and was wandering the aisles, when lo and behold: Del Monte Dill Beans. Today, I opened these puppies up - and they were okay - but no match for Little Cis' Finest Dillies. Much to my chagrin, they were too sweet and not as sour - mom seems to have that combo down perfectly.

One other thing this blog made me realize: So far, the topics my blog covers are frightnening similary to my dad's - granny-slapping food and unusual, you-had-to-be-there-type events.