Let's definitely do that again....

We bought a quarter of a local, grass-fed beef a few months ago, and I cannot tell you how nice it is to know that come what may, there is always hamburger to work with for dinner. But since it is all the same price per pound, we also got an assortment of steaks and roasts. It's been awesome to have roasts for Sunday Dinner again... I could never justify the 9 or 12 dollars for one from the grocery store since we moved here, but there is simply nothing in the world like the smell of my roast greeting you at the door after a busy Sunday morning....and if you don't believe me ask Hannah and Derek!

But last night, I had a hankering for a nice steak. I asked Robb to pick up some salad on his way home. Since the cold weather has moved in, I haven't been to the Farmers Market for nice crunchy greens and I miss it! So steak: check. Salad: check. I went to the cupboard for potatoes, which I recall having an abundance of. Imagine my dismay when I found 4 rather runty examples and that's IT.

Well, says I, we have steaks the size of our face, so I guess we won't starve. I'll make these potatoes up and they'll have to do. Since I didn't want to loose anything to peeling them, I decided to try an experiment.

So I scrubbed them, cut them in small pieces (with skin on) and boiled them. As they got soft enough to mash, I sautee'd a tablespoon or so of minced garlic in a dab of butter. I drained the potatoes and added two good dollups of sour cream, a tablespoon of dried chives, and the garlic. And since Robb was in a funny mood, he smashed the potatoes up. We both taste tested and I threw in a pinch or two of black pepper. Those four little potatoes, without losing the skins, turned out to be very adequate for all of us. And I won't hesitate to make garlic mashed potatoes again!