Today I made a potato salad – the worst potato salad ever. Woke up with this brilliant idea for lunch; a triple salad extravaganza. It was going to be a hit outta the ball park. You see, every week my family has this competition entitled: Cook of the Week. Last week I totally owned with a grilled burger topped with a three cheese melange (with garlic and oil mixed in, and a bit of pepper); a pickle, sprout and cabbage side; and baked potato chips.
Geez. Just remembering that meal has got me salivating.
Anyhow, I woke up this morning with a plan to rule the kitchen. Except that I slept in late, and therefore busted my entire routine. That’s the first bit.
Then I began to peel and boil the potatoes . . . got that salad going, and simultaneously began the quinoa boiling and cleaned the kale. The third salad was meant to be mixed greens with a kinda vinegar dressing and roasted red peppers.
Anyhow – I managed the kale salad, but just barely. As I rounded the corner with the potato salad I forgot to premix the mayo, mustard and salt. Instead it just all went into the pot without comparison or pause. Ugh. What resulted was just this over-salted mess of mushy potato.
So, I had the quinoa, the gross potato, and no third salad. It was at this point that I said to myself, “screw this” and called my dad’s office, asking him to bring home a roasted chicken.
He has brought home a roasted chicken. They are now in the kitchen eating lunch. I feel totally knackered, and am wondering: is it because of a potato salad?
Not sure. But one thing is for sure – right now, at this point, I can barely motivate myself to get off this lovely red chaise and serve myself a plate of food. So weird right? You know that saying, “woke up on the wrong side of the bed?” Yeah. That might be me. I don’t feel entirely un-awesome. There’s a trickle of awesomeness running through my fingers and on my head (wherever the sunshine hits) . . . but today I varied from my routine to the detriment of my potato salad.
Really this whole ‘do a routine’ thing has been going fairly well. I guess it’s just on those slip up days when things get a bit messy again. However, the remainder of this day continues to be my oyster. And I don’t want a dumb thing like mayonnaise:salt ratio ruining this Tuesday.
Screw this screwing it. I’m getting up, eating, and seeing what I can do with this day. Right now.
P.S. Lunch is done. These people finished the entire potato salad – I wasn’t even going to serve the mess, but they got their hands on it and ate the entire batch. Maybe it wasn’t so horrible after all. Hmm.