Hubby and I stood together in the produce section of our usual Grocery Market. Hubby was looking over the week’s produce list as we divided up the task of grab and bag. He came to the potatoes in the list. Russet Potatoes. Would five pounds do? That would be fine for mashed potatoes to serve with Sunday’s Crunchy Oven Fried Chicken. He grabbed a five-pound bag, then paused again. I could tell by the look on his face he wasn’t so sure about the next potatoes on the list. Bun-Size Baking Potatoes.
Tag: Baked Potato Supper
Chili-Cheese Baked Potato Supper
Today we are making the long drive home from the Oregon Coast. I miss Oregon already. There is something healing about being near the ocean. And I don’t mean the sunny beaches of Hawaii. I mean the cold, damp foggy beaches of the Pacific Northwest. There is a sadness, a loneliness of the mist kissed rocky shores that somehow transforms into an inner quiet. Who knows, maybe I was a lighthouse keeper in a prior life.
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