Bloat Salad does not sound like a super delicious name for what is actually a tasty dish, and there is a funny family story behind it. My mom used to make this easy salad for every Thanksgiving dinner, and it quickly became a favorite tradition our entire family looked forward to.

The real name of this dish is Ambrosia Salad, because perhaps it tastes like the Nectar of the Gods? Not sure on that one, but we do love it nonetheless for its decadent, sweet fruitiness.

So how did it get that unfortunate name, you ask? We have my Uncle Sam to thank for that.

My mom and her brother Sam, my famous uncle (Mendocino, CA 1996)

As we typically do at family feasts and especially Thanksgiving, we would overindulge and pile our plates high with all the usuals: turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy, green bean casserole, warm buns, cranberry sauce and other deliciousness. And Ambrosia Salad of course.

And each year we would sit around after dinner and slices of pie, rubbing our bellies and complaining of how full we have become. In his discomfort, Uncle Sam would comment how bloated he felt, and would blame the salad. Of all the many things he put on his plate and into his stomach, the Ambrosia Salad was the culprit?

Through the years,we would all laugh and tease Uncle Sam as he annually proclaimed “I’m feel so bloated. It’s that damn salad that put me over the deep end”! And thus, the name Bloat Salad was born and will forever more be the name of this delicious concoction.

Here’s the recipe if you would like to make a serving of Ambrosia/Bloat Salad yourself (it really is good, and I promise is NOT the cause of any excessive bloating):

Despite the nickname, this Ambrosia Salad is quite delicious in a 1960s kind of way.

 

ANNE BAILEY’S AMBROSIA SALAD

  • Two cans mandarin orange segments in syrup – drained
  • Two cans pineapple chunks – drained
  • 1/2 cup mini marshmellows
  • 1/4 cup sweet shredded coconut
  • 1/2 cup sour cream
  • 1/2 cup whipped cream (I think my mom used Cool Whip!)

Mix ingredients together, chill and serve.

I think this dish is technically 1960s trash, along with jello molds and the occasional serving of Spam. Hey, no shaming – all families have their traditions and this is ours. Thank you Uncle Sam for firmly putting Bloat Salad at top billing. Dang I miss that man.

What’s your trashy family tradition? Come on, I know you have one….. share away!