Yesterday our daughter came home from college. It’s not a huge thing as it’s only about 45 minutes (2 hours during rush hour) driving time to get home. But still, it’s nice seeing her.
I did the stereotypical guy thing yesterday; cook meat on a grill. Perhaps not so stereotypical, I also made up a fruit salad, a pasta salad and twice baked potatoes.
Our daughter is not a huge meat eater. She likes a good steak, but like me, she wouldn’t want to eat that every day. She loves the fruit and pasta salads, but the twice baked potatoes are special. This morning, I got a text message from her, “Dad. I really wouldn’t mind if you made more twice baked potatoes. I’d come home to get them.”
I have a red 3 ring binder that is full of my favorite recipes that I’ve found, created , heard about, or adapted to my own use. I’d guess there are 50 pages in the book and they date back to my college days. The twice baked potatoes recipe is among them.
I will need to make copies for her.