I have had a craving for mashed potatoes for several days now.
I really don't know why as I haven't had an appetite for going on three weeks. (really, is it possible that almost three weeks have passed?)
Tonight, after a decidedly long and difficult day discussing legal matters with an attorney I decided to satisfy the mashed potato craving.
If it were just me that is all I would have made.
But it's not just me.
So I set out to make steamed mussels, (a favorite of TBHITW), shallow fried cod (a favorite of the 16 year old), mashed potatoes and steamed green beans.
I steamed mussels in garlic and cilantro and wine.
I dipped the cod in egg, then panko and shallow fried in oil with a big sprig of cilantro in the oil to flavor it.
I steamed green beans with lemon and salt until al dente.
And I made mashed potatoes the way TBHITW made them. It made me smile because while I did all the above, plus peeled and boiled the potatoes, the ricing was always his job. And it was a big deal.
He would load a warm bowl with a half a stick of butter, a chizle (we made words up around here) of heavy cream and a sprinkle of sea salt. Then, making a big production about having massive arm muscles he would rice the potatoes using a beautiful stainless steel ricer I bought just for him.
He would then gently toss it all together, mound it in a bowl and drizzle a little more melted butter over the buttery, steaming bowl of perfectly mashed potatoes. He would then proclaim, Dinner Is Served.
With a smile on my face and tears in my eyes I ate mashed potatoes tonight.
And it was all good.
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I just wanted to say I have been reading along for weeks now...crying with you and for you. You remain in my thoughts and prayers.
ReplyDeleteYou bring tears to my eyes with your honesty and your grief.
ReplyDeleteAlthough you haven't mentioned all of the legal and financial mess you have to deal with, it has crossed my mind, and I've prayed for strength for you.
I tried making mashed potatoes with a ricer once-it was not my best meal.
I really loved this post. It was perfect - just like the mashed potatoes. :-)
ReplyDeleteSounds like a wonderful meal, and with Fried Cod, one of my favorites. Keep cooking and your appetite will come back, slowly, but surely. Praying for God to bless you and your family, each day. Love and hugs, Marguerite
ReplyDeleteWhat a touching post..and an amazing meal. I'm glad you are starting to get your apetite back (at least for mashed potatoes.) Thanks for continuing to share stories about TBHITW. You are in my thoughts and prayers.
ReplyDeleteFabulous, we are great lovers of mash, in fact it was on the table last night, bangers and mash! (thats aussie for sausages!)
ReplyDeleteI love how foods connect us forever to memories and loved ones. And I'm glad you got your potato fix.
ReplyDeleteYou continue to be in my thoughts and prayers.
Yes, I often have a craving for mashed potatoes. Why is that? A craving for starches? I rarely have a craving for, say, Brussels sprouts. My mother used to served them mashed all the time - maybe that's why.
ReplyDeleteYou might like my recent "bean" story :)http://getnickt.blogspot.com