Every woman's dream.
And I am obviously still here so either the pictures were OK or she is giving me time to relax before the attack.
The second thing I have for you this morning is a mandolin slicer horror story.
I could feel you sigh.
I know, I know what you're thinking...
Rachael, why don't you EVER learn?!
Listen, I had a whole inch of potato left between the slicer and I and it STILL took a chunk of my thumb off.
I will admit though that I was in a mental meltdown over a load of hominy being late...
It happened so fast.
One minute I was
Don't worry though, I retrieved the chunk-o-thumb,
Special thanks to my Hello Kitty band aids!
Oh, HK, you're always there for me.
And might I add that my left hand is so stupid.
I mean it really is worthless.
It's all like but, but I just hold stuff....righty does all the work.
HOWEVER, the gratin was a fennely, potatoey, gruyere-y SUCCESS!!!
Ina Garten is a genius.
Thirdly, I did something last night that will carry me through today.
Something that, to be honest, dreams are made of.
I roasted a butternut squash.
No. That's it.
OH! And made some blondies with it....
Yup. Butternut squash blondies.
I'll make you a believer.
Just like I made Chuck one.
They turned out so magnificently magnificent that I am posting the recipe, and pictures, tomorrow!
Now, I don't normally do this however they made me proud...and there's cream cheese involved.
Anything with cream cheese is worth a shot.
Can I get an Amen?
Before I forget there's this fourth thingy...
Not a big deal...
It's just these...
I'll leave now.