Wednesday, January 15, 2014
W's great love
Somebody taught me (grandmother??? mother??? just an old saying??) that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach... meaning - for those of you who didn't get it - baking/cooking/food.
However W doesn't fuss over food. If it's meal time and he is fed - he is happy. I have learned he is a simple man - meat potatoes and veggies. Oh he'll eat the concoctions I come up with - but he's happier with a plain meal.
EXCEPT for one food............ potatoes.
W loves... LOVES .. potatoes. In any form or shape - baked, fried, mashed, instant, as long as it tastes like potatoes he's happy.
I do not care about potatoes. I would rather have rice. BUT I am a good subbie (cheeky grin) ok ok I like to please W so mostly I make potatoes. I have mashed them, fried them, deep fried them, baked them,made potatoe salad, turned leftovers into bacon cheese potatoe balls...... I have done just about everything humanly possible with the lowly humble potatoe.
And I am always on the look out for new recipes for potatoes. OR W will send me recipes for potatoes.
The other day there was a pretty looking potatoe recipe on Facebook. I decided to try it.
Basically you take an uncooked potatoe - slice it almost all the way through - drizzle oil over it - brush it with butter, add salt and pepper and then bake in the oven for 40 minutes. It is supposed to taste EXACTLY like french fries.
So last night I sliced - almost all the way through - and oiled and buttered and salt and peppered two potatoes for dinner.
However W sang it's praises. W suggested I try it again. W said it almost tasted like french fries. W enjoyed it. Which didn't surprise me in the least - it was a potatoe his great love.
To me - a potatoe by any other name is still a potatoe.
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