Saturday, March 7, 2009

Boxed Mashed Potatoes

It all started when I was 12 or 13. My parents had season tickets to the Charlotte Hornets. They would go to games just about every week. My brother and I were left at home to take care of ourself. Being 8 and 12 respectively, we didn't have a whole lot of culinary skills. My brother would usually pop a Chef Boyardee cuppie in the microwave, and I usually ate a bowl of cereal or boxed mashed potatoes. It was good and easy, period. After a while, my mom taught us a couple of dishes that we could make with no problem. I would still eat boxed mashed potatoes from time to time.

During graduate school, I had several jobs, plus school stuff. I frequently didn't have a lot of spare time. Oftentimes I would change clothes in the car from job to job. With that being said, I didn't have a lot of time to cook good meals. When I worked at the tanning bed, I would not get home until 11pm. As a routine, I would get home and make a big bowl of boxed mashed potatoes as my dinner. It tasted good and it was quick.

I made a bowl of boxed mashed potatoes tonight. I don't know why I still eat them. I guess because they are a comfort food for me. Everytime I make them, I load up the bowl with salt and pepper. Sometimes I add cheese. Ever since I got Bailey, I let him lick the bowl when I'm done. I guess that means that I'm sharing my comfort food with him. I know they aren't the best food for me, but my justification is that they are better for me than grabbing a greasy hamburger at the golden arches when I need food quick.

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