Feb 09, 2007 02:40
It's 2:30 a.m. and I've just left the kitchen. With a bowl. Of "potato gratin" courtesy of Betty Crocker.
It's only a small serving, and the package certainly promised more than it actually lived up to. Granted, I didn't do it in the oven, I used my stove top, and yes, the potatoes should have re-hydrated some more while cooking. But it's 2:30 and I'm feeling sick and hungry and I thought "potatoes".
Let's hope they stay with me.
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