Food Minia

It has been awhile since I posted a new recipe.  This recipe for potato salad isn't new but an all time favorite.  I've been making it for years and I'm surprised I've never posted it.  Today we are having a cookout and this potato salad is always requested.  It's a basic recipe and turns out perfect every time. Ingredients: 2 eggs 2 lbs. new red potatoes, cut into bite size pieces (about 7 cups when cut up) 1/3 cup celery, diced 1/3 cup onion, diced 1/2 cup mayonnaise (I only use Real Hellmann's Mayo) 1/4 cup sour cream 2 teaspoons yellow mustard 1/2 teaspoon salt 1/4 teaspoon freshly ground pepper 1.  Place cut potatoes in a large saucepan; add enough water to cover. Bring to a boil. Reduce heat; cook 10 to 15 minutes or until potatoes are tender. Drain well.   2.  Meanwhile, place egg in small saucepan; cover with cold water. Bring to a boil. Reduce heat; simmer about 15 minutes. Immediately drain; run cold water over egg to stop cooking. Peel egg; chop. 3. P

One of the things that has made me think it's time to let this blog go is that I keep re-visiting old recipes. I have started to do the thing that has always panicked me in conversation with others and also in my professional writing life: I have started to repeat myself. Good writers have a decent routine and get it out over and over again. They get out the same phrases, the same stories, the same hang-ups all the time and hope that no-one notices. Great writers, really brilliant ones, never repeat themselves. They're that fucking crazy that they have enough new things churning around in their melons to always have something new to say. I fall somewhere between the two in that I occasionally repeat myself, but try not to. The overwhelming urge to repeat yourself comes from either having to hit a deadline and having not enough to say or from the frustration that you said this once before and it really felt like NO-ONE WAS LISTENING!! So maybe the thing to do is say it again!?

I'm going to try hard in the next few years not to become the Woman Who Has Forgotten. It's already starting to go, to fade - you know... the horror. I remember the nightmare of two children under 3, in that it was awful, I hated my life every day for weeks on end. But I'm starting to forget why. I remember screeching, the frustration of having to be in two places at once, of doing two completely different things at once, or someone would start crying. The constant bending and wiping. Was that it? Was that what was so bad? I took a selfie about eight months ago of me sitting in my kitchen looking out of the window because it was the first time since Sam was born that I was just sitting, having a moment to myself, while the kids pottered about. Up until then every moment that both my children were awake, I was on call. I wanted to remember that moment, to remind myself never to take my free time for granted again. I wanted to remember not to forget. Here it is: It's not

If you love your soups thick and creamy, then this is a recipe you have got to try.  The potato pairs perfectly with the buttery dill flavor, and to drive it two degrees north of amazing, I've added cheese and bacon.  You're welcome.   Ingredients: 5 medium potatoes, peeled and cubed 1/2 cup chopped onion 1 1/2 cups chicken broth 1 Tbsp. butter 1 Tbsp. flour 1/4 tsp. salt dash black pepper 1 cup milk 1 sprig of fresh dill 3/4 cup shredded cheddar cheese 4 slices of bacon, cooked and chopped Directions:  Cook the potatoes and onion in a large saucepan with enough boiling water to cover the vegetables for about 15 minutes or until tender.  Drain the water out and reserve 1 cup of the potato/onion mixture.  Dump the rest of the vegetables and the chicken broth in a blender or food processor and blend for about 1 minute or until smooth.  Set aside.  In the same saucepan, melt the butter.  Stir in the flour, salt, and pepper.  Add in the milk and whisk the ingredients until it is th