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Salt and Vinegar Potato Salad

August 29, 2011

I made a thing that tastes like another thing… Salad that tastes like chips. Wait… would anyone sign up for chips that taste like salad? No. Wait…. Cobb Salad chips?  Yes.  How can we make this happen? Ok.  I’m totally distracted.  I need to tell you about potato salad before the summer slips away. This [...]

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Sweet Corn Hash and other Dad-friendly Foods

June 17, 2011

Here’s the plan:  breakfast! Here’s the second plan:  dice up potatoes, toss it with stuff, and call it hash. Here’s the other part of the first and second plan:  serve it to someone you love.  Maybe that’s your dad.  Maybe that’s your handsome husband.  Maybe it’s that dude who takes your trash bins in just [...]

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Spinach and Potato Breakfast Hash

May 17, 2011

My produce dude at Whole Foods might know me just as well as some of my closest friends.  We’ve built quite the relationship. Yea.. he’s MY produce dude.  Miguel gets to work at 4am. He’s in the produce restocking business… and he has to get his ducks in a row before 7am rolls around, and [...]

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Mustard Roasted New Potatoes

May 8, 2011
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Hasselback Potatoes with Spinach Cashew Pesto

January 12, 2011

Did you know that if you fancy slice potatoes and roast them with butter and oil they’re called Hasselback Potatoes? Holy heck.  How did I not know this was a life option? Did you know you could pulverize all this stuff with a machine and turn it into pesto? Did you know that if you [...]

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Potato Frittata

May 14, 2010

I went ahead and made you breakfast for this weekend. Except I ate it.  All.  It was delicious. So actually… if you could just go ahead and make your own breakfast… that would probably be best. Potatoes.  I strongly suggest you get 4 big russet potatoes. Peel them clean.  Rinse them off.  Marvel at how [...]

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Crunchy Oven Baked Fries with Herbes de Provence

March 4, 2009

I’m a flake. Ok… maybe that’s a little harsh. I flaked on plans I made last Friday night, and I felt guilty until exactly this morning. See… (I’ll try keep this short) I was supposed to go to see a friend’s play on Friday night.  You know,  it’s just one of those things you do. [...]

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