Dinner tonight was about ease and speed. Mama’s got a 6:30 yoga class she wants to get to, gang! Chop chop!
Or should I say “slice slice!”?
With fast cookin’ potatoes on my mind, a couple of orange spuds and I went head to head with the mandolin.
A mandolin is a fancy schmancy slicer contraption that is supposed to make vegetable slicing easier. The last time I used this thing, the mandolin and I had words. But tonight? I grabbed this bull by the horns until it bucked me off.
