Last night's birthday bash was a lot of fun! Gavin's choice of meatloaf, mashed potatoes and mac and cheese was delicious. He may have been born in Tex-Mex country but his tummy is Midwest through and through! We had the obligatory Jello salad with our meal so all bases were covered. I can't help but think of Daddy when I see how much Gavin enjoys the lowly potato. It's at the tippy top of his Favorites' List!
This is the time of year that my Dad would drop the potatoes in the ground, cover them up with soil and then dream of what he would fix from the bounty that was sure to come in July when we'd dig them. I say "we" because it was a family event, my brother and his family and mine would make the trip back to the farm to help harvest the potatoes. You had better come prepared with hat, gloves and work clothes on because it was hot, dirty work! My Dad loved to garden and he would grow enough for our families to share. For months those potatoes would grace our tables, a mixture of starchy goodness and family love.
From Special Olympics Celebrity Cookbook 1979
I always thought my Dad's potato sandwich was a little odd, it seems there are others who enjoy this simple treat! I imagine it's one of those things you don't know you like until you try it!