Playing With My Food

This Thanksgiving my mom gave me the task of making mashed potatoes for my contribution to dinner. I thought nothing of it, and just threw a little of this and a little of that in. I had no idea they would have the impact that they have. Ryan is still talking about how good they were. This is quite the compliment, coming from an Idaho boy who knows his potatoes. So what did he want for dinner tonight? Potatoes! But of course I couldn't just make him potatoes, I had to play with them a bit. I served them to Ryan in the form of a snowman. If I'd been more creative, I would have attempted to make eyes and a nose, but I didn't want to keep my love waiting any longer. I thought they were stinkin' cute though.




(Day 226)