It’s been a long week. I’ve been pretty swamped at work, so there’s been precious little time or energy for cooking or baking. And I’m battling some apathy where cooking and even baking is concerned. I’ve been approached about a couple projects, one of which I’m kind of excited about, but I’m just not feelin’ it these days. I think a lot of it is because I haven’t had the chance to sit and just think. I’m a planner, and I still have a massive back-log of last month’s food magazines to sift through!
All that aside, the family still needs to be fed, so I do have to pull something together and slop it on the table. And by pull together, I mean I threw some stuff together and hoped it would work! Enter Bacon Cheddar Potato Soup.
I kind of combined a couple potato soup recipes (ie., threw a bunch of crap together in a pot) and topped it with bacon and cheddar cheese, because I love anything potato topped with cheddar and bacon.
Plus, it’s grey and dreary out, which makes me crave comfort foods and soups.
So there ya go. Not the healthiest, but you could always add vegetables in with the potatoes, to healthify it somewhat. Or leave off the bacon and cheddar, but then you’d have really runny mashed potatoes.
In other news, my mom’s here now! Yay! She’ll be here until Friday, which will be nice. She was here last year, and that’s been the only time I’ve seen any family, since we can’t seem to find the time/money to make the trek back to Ohio (we refuse to fly, and poor Junior’s getting up there in years, so I don’t know that I’m too keen on making a road trip out there).
And also, before I forget…According to Random.org, the winner of my Make-Your-Own-Cheesecake is:
Result: 4–Which happens to be my sister Kendra, believe it or not (this time around, I thought it would be fun to let the bambino hit the “generate” button to get the random number, then count the number of comments to see who it was). So Kendra, shut your face about how I never pick you! I’ll send your stuff back with Mom if she’s got room in her suitcase. Otherwise, you have to wait on my lazy arse to ship it.