Mash Potato

I’m not sure how your Mom used to make family suppers, but one thing was for sure it didn’t matter what kind of supper it was unless Spaghetti, did we always have potatoes with our meal. Mashed, boiled, scalloped, roasted. Almost like Lord of the Rings when Sam yells at Smeegle about “P O T A T O E S!!”  But we never went shy of them.  That’s for sure. Plus my mom only ever used a paring knife, we had about a dozen of them. She was always buying them because she never wanted to go to the drawer and not find one.

As the years have gone past she was always complaining about having to peel potatoes, I would tell her you don’t always have to have potatoes you know you could do rice? Well, that didn’t go over well. Mom hasn’t peeled potatoes in a very long time. For one she couldn’t stand at the counter long enough without her back hurting and then with all the surgeries with her shunt.

Well Sunday Afternoon, I got up from my sleep around 3:30 which I was shocked.  Drinking my Tea Mom had told me that Terry had put a roast in the slow cooker and that if I could get her a few potatoes she would peel them. I thought she was kidding but she wasn’t. I wasn’t sure what she would be able to do, so I grabbed two potatoes and a “paring” knife and a pot. There she sat in her chair watching a movie with Rober Redford peeling potatoes and then put them in the pot!  I wasn’t sure if I wanted to cry or just give her a big hug! She did it and was telling me stories of when I was a baby and it was so wonderful. I will forever cherish this day, “The Day of the Mash Potato”  I wanted so bad to take a picture or a video of her cutting the potato small enough for the pot. But I knew she’d be mad ( she was in her Nightie lol) plus I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it.

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