Mashed potatoes are something I have always been afraid to make. My mother makes THE BEST mashed potatoes in the universe, so I fear I would be sorely disappointed in my replication of her recipe. And what's the point of making mashed potatoes if they aren't hers? She has that "touch" with her cooking that I cannot ever seem to find.
I do realize how silly it is to be afraid of starchy tubers of the mashed variety, so I recently talked myself into trying a non-Mom recipe to see what transpired. I had no expectations. And guess what? They turned out pretty darn good! Maybe, just maybe, I will get her recipe and find the courage to make it myself.
In the meantime, here is how I made the not-quite-Mom's-but-still-tasty potatoes!
In the course of my writing this post, I emailed my mom to ask her for her recipe and she already wrote back! I have her mashed potato recipe here in my shaking hands! Ok, now that I see it on paper it doesn't seem quite so intimidating, but I still doubt I will have The Touch. To be continued!