So today, my lovely daughter, who has never ever asked to help in the kitchen, challenged me to a potato salad throw down. Yeah, ok, on Easter Sunday, SG decides that even though she has never made anything more challenging than a toaster waffle, she wants to make potato salad. Sounds fun.
With ham and chicken baking in kitchen stadium, we had not-so Iron Chef SG and Iron Chef Mommy-Moto.
Iron Chef SG |
Our tasters were Daddy & Grammy. Daddy: he likes mustard. Right off the bat, he went for SG's yellow salad. Grammy: she liked the more "consistent sized pieces" in my salad and also the bite the dry mustard gave the dressing versus the yellow of the processed mustard. So, I guess it was a tie.
Really though, I was very impressed with SG. Her potato salad tasted just like traditional potato salad I have eaten at many family picnics over the years. And, I had a great time in the kitchen with my girl. Hopefully it was the first of many battles in our kitchen stadium.
Alton Brown he's not, but he's our favorite food critic. |
From our family to yours: Happy Easter! He is risen!
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