A 50 Lb Bag!

Every other Sunday evening I hold a dinner group at my house. Last night we had breakfast for dinner, it's my favorite meal of the day and I never seem to get more than a yogurt, cottage cheese, soggy cereal, or fruit and a stick cheese (string cheese, but this is what I will be calling it from now on). Last night was so yummy-I was so hungry and the company was so pleasant, we laughed, we worked, and by golly I didn't get any pictures, but the memories will remain. Oodles of french toast, eggs with peppers, homemade purple hash browns, with fresh Oregon blueberry syrup and OJ!!

Besides the conversation, cramped kitchen, and continual sound of laughter, the highlight for me was my friend returning from Idaho and bringing me a bag of potatoes. She and I have really hit it off as of late and I find we have kindred hearts and tear ducts. The thing is she'd tried to convince me last week potatoes from Idaho are just that much better...I was somewhat joking and said, "Sure they are!!" She challenged my disbelief and asked if I'd like a bag to test out. More in jest than not, I agreed and didn't think anything more about the matter. Yesterday she text me asking if I'd like a bag of potatoes. I responded "Yes please," remembering our previous conversation and thought how kind of her! Later that evening she showed up to my house with her Father carrying a 50 Lb bag of potatoes over his shoulder!! I couldn't believe it. I think the biggest bag of potatoes I've ever seen was 10 or 15 Lbs! It was wicked awesome. We will use them for homemade fries with grilled burgers in two weeks, potato pancakes next Saturday morning, and a humungous pot of mashed potatoes for our neighborhood Pre-Thanksgiving feast! Hooray for potatoes and fantastic friends!

I'm going to start carrying my camera in my back pocket-I think this gal from Wisconsin has a lot to learn this semester...who would have ever guessed they sell 50 lb bags of potatoes.