“What I say is that, if a man really likes potatoes, he must be a pretty decent sort of fellow.”

I swear I am not delusional. I know I saw the sun earlier this morning. It shined through my front door then it was gone only to be replaced by the all too familiar dark clouds. Last night when I went to bed it was still raining, but according to the weatherman, it will only stay cloudy today.

Yesterday was so cold my heat blasted. The high today will be 55˚, but I’m thinking calling that a high is a misnomer.

My dance card is empty today. I am glad for that as I have a feast for my eyes and another for my ears to while away the hours. I have corn chips, chilis and cheese so my taste buds will dance. I started a new book last night called The Last. It kept me up reading until close to two. My new Joni Mitchell, Love Has Many Faces, came in yesterday. I am delighted.

When I was a kid, my sense of humor got me into big trouble. I always had an answer for my parents. They never appreciated my wit. My father sent me to my room, and my mother sometimes threw things. I was never phased. I loved going to my room, and my mother always missed. When I got older, all of a sudden I was funny.

My favorite all time Sunday dinner was roast beef, gravy, mashed potatoes and baby peas. I always made a well in my potatoes to hold the gravy and ate around the well to try to keep the gravy inside, but it usually escaped down the sides of the potatoes. The peas were always a bit difficult to eat. They always fell off the fork so I’d mix the peas and the potatoes. It was never a pretty sight, but it was delicious.

Henry is upstairs taking a nap. I guess he finds my bed more comfortable than the couch. Such is a dog’s life.

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4 Comments on ““What I say is that, if a man really likes potatoes, he must be a pretty decent sort of fellow.””

  1. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    The sun was there a half hour ago. As Christer says, it showed itself by it’s absence so, while I didn’t actually see the sun, I saw Piki Dog’s shadow as we were walking around the neighborhood.

    Roast beef, gravy, mashed potatoes and baby peas is my favorite meal as well. My mother would make it for my birthday. One year she made my birthday dinner and invited the all the family but neglected to mention it to me. I walked in filthy from horseback riding and found them all about to cut into my favorite birthday cake after having finished my favorite birthday dinner. I lmao’d as the saying now goes. 😀 😀 😀

    The sun has gone off again. The weather widget is predicting 59ºF but it’s not there yet and if the sun doesn’t show, it won’t be.

    Enjoy that feast for your eyes, ears, and tastebuds. Sounds wonderful.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      I saw a patch of blue then the sun can out for the shortest time, but I was happy to see it. That’s makes me hopeful.

      That was the last meal I shared with my family the day before I left for Peace Corps training.

      That was awful that you missed your special dinner. You’d think they would have waited. I hope they at least sang Happy Birthday to you!

      It is warmer tonight than it has been all day.

      I had a wonderful day!!

      Have a great day!!!!

  2. Bob Cohen Says:

    Hi Kat,

    Surprise, Surprise Coffee on Wednesday! I thought I lost a day. 🙂
    Once you start writing it’s hard to stop.

    One staple of the elementary school lunch room was Frito Pie. It’s chili topped with American cheese and Fritos corn chips. Do you remember the cartoon character, “The Frito Bandito” from the Frito TV commercials? Roast beef, mashed potatoes with green peas is a standard American Sunday dinner. I like mine sliced thick and rare from standing prime ribs with Yorkshire pudding and mashed potatoes like it’s served at Lawry’s The Prime Rib restaurant.

    Today was another beautiful sunny day with a high close to 90 degrees.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      I actually thought it was Thursday. I had already posted when I realized it was Wednesday. I figured I might as well finish.

      My elementary school did not have a cafeteria so I brought my lunch every day. I never got to taste Frito pie. I do remember The Frito Bandito.

      I liked my roast beef medium well. I never liked bleeding beef. My mother didn’t have a standing rib roast except at Christmas. I do like Yorkshire pudding.

      We hit a high of 55˚.


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