Recipe: Potato Rolls

I find that mashed potatoes make bread extremely moist but rather heavy. If you like a dense loaf (and I do), that’s a good thing. In the interest of frugality, make this when you have that one teeny little serving of leftover potatoes that no one else wants to eat. I’ve been known to mush up the last tiny bit of carrot, too, in order to make up the 1/2 cup. And if you don’t have wheat germ, don’t lose sleep over it. Just leave it out and use a little bit more flour. Or some cornmeal. Bread is SO adaptable.

Potato Rolls
1 package yeast
1 1/4 cup warm milk
1/4 cup oil
1/4 cup honey
1 egg
2 1/2 cup flour
1/2 cup mashed potato
1/4 cup wheat germ
1 1/2 cup flour

400F 20 minutes

Yes, as I’ve said before, that’s what I write down when I copy out recipes, unless there’s something unusual. It’s common for me not to even include a time, because I never really pay attention to it anyway.

If I get enough comments asking for it, I’ll try and write up directions for making bread. For now, I’ll say that the very best directions I’ve ever seen came from one of the Moosewood cookbooks … I think it was called The Broccoli Forest.

My most popular post …

… seems to be the one about “kicky vs kinky” on Sesame Street. At the very least, it’s the post that has inspired the most comments. Definitely people are of two minds on that one! I’m wondering – are people finding my blog because they’re searching for “this is kinda kicky/kinky”?

At any rate, there’s a comment there that makes it clear, straight from Sesame Street themselves, that it’s KICKY.

I’m back …

I’m a terrible blogger, aren’t I? I disappear for months at a time. Well, I have reasons for this latest disappearance, as always. Remember that Marie whose scary husband thought she was me? (Or I was she?) Well, he’s still crazy, and he still seems untouchable. The Other Marie is becoming a little bit frantic, and it’s contagious. I think that, if I ever finish Rakkot Eyes, I’m going to write up our stories as a novel – I feel like she reflects my life in an odd, fun-house mirror sort of way.

Anyway, other than helping TOM (The Other Marie!) deal with Mr. Psycho, I’ve been dealing with health problems of my own. We’re all moved and settled in, which is good, except that nausea that was bothering me was joined by the most incredible fatigue that I’ve ever experienced. Well, at my age, Pierre and I started wondering if perhaps the Change of Life was finally making its appearance.

Instead, it seems that Christmas Eve will see the arrival of a wonderful gift – Pierre and I are expecting a baby! Baby is healthy and strong, trying to kick his/her way out through my belly button, and Pierre is beyond ecstatic. I’m scared. I’m NOT a young woman anymore. I have three children, the youngest of whom is just a toddler, and I’m not yet in remission for the cancer. My body has been through far too much in the past two years. So all prayers and well wishes for our health would be most definitely appreciated.

I will do my best to be a better blogger.