My grandmother would always fix us a nice Thanksgiving dinner, and she'd have all the food set out on the counter so everyone could line up, fill their plate, then sit down at the table. Once when I was a kid, along with the usual food, I put some yummy cranberry sauce on my plate. I loved cranberry sauce, and couldn't wait to dig in!
I sat down, listening to everyone talking instead of paying attention to my plate. I got a big bite of cranberry sauce on my fork, stuck it in my mouth, and immediately realized that something was very, very, VERY wrong.
It wasn't cranberry sauce.
It was beets!
Everybody thought it was hilarious ... except for me! Spittooey!
