Melt-in-your-mouth home fries

My boyfriend, Mike, is obsessed with making hash browns. Inspired by the Waveland Cafe, a greasy spoon that we once lived 2 blocks from (and patronized regularly), he’s been trying to emulate their crispy-on-the-outside, soft-inside version. He’s tried different graters, the food processor, different methods of squeezing out the excess water – just about everything. And I don’t think he’s got it yet, but we’ve had some pretty tasty hash browns in the process.

So I decided one day to try my hand at a different kind of breakfast potatoes, and I am more than happy with the recipe I created. It tastes so good because it appears to be drowning in butter. But I determined that it comes out to about a tablespoon per person, which is only 100 calories. Yes, they’re all from fat, but we can’t have everything…

There’s also a kick of cayenne pepper. Add or subtract the amount depending on how much kick you like before noon.

You need:
2 large gold potatoes, thin sliced into 1-inch pieces
1/2 an onion, thin sliced
4 T. butter
2 t. salt
1 t. pepper
1/2 t. cayenne pepper

1. Heat a large skillet over medium and melt your butter. Then add the potatoes and onions. While they’re cooking, season with salt, pepper and cayenne.

2. Cover, and continue cooking on medium about 10 minutes, or until the potatoes are soft. At this point, taste your taters, and if they’re a little bland, hit ’em with a little more seasoning (and if you’re brave, another pat of butter).

Mmmm, taters. And butter.

The Crocs I don’t hate

I never thought I’d say these words. And I mean never. But I bought Crocs.

Before you go shaming me into hiding, I’ll explain. I bought the Crocs that look like ballet flats. They’re cute and pink, and I’ve made a rule for myself that I’ll only wear them at home. And I haven’t changed my original position that unless you are working in the garden or in a medical facility (or you are part of the under-5 set) you have no business wearing butt ugly clog Crocs!

I can say this with no reservations because I lived in Boulder, the birthplace of Crocs, and I saw them on every other pair of feet for far too long. My favorite shoe store had an entire back room dedicated to Croc-dom. Even the Iron Yogi wore Crocs. It was out of control.

So anyway, I bought this pair in part because they’re cute, in part because I wanted to see what all the fuss was about, and in part because I can get on board with the whole anti-microbial, super comfy part. So far they are kind of squishy and good for walking around the yard/cleaning the house.