This is not a Thanksgiving recipe. I repeat: This is not a Thanksgiving recipe. You’ve probably already figured that out by now. I was cooking my Thanksgiving recipes yesterday–chopping and rinsing and brining–and out of the blue, I knew. I knew. It came to me in a vision. I saw it written on a bright white wall. “Ree,” the bright white wall read. “You must make beef with snow peas.