It's just after midnight and I should be completely exhausted. However, my adrenaline has been pumping overtime for the last 2 hours as I've been literally, slaving over a hot stove.
As I mentioned earlier this week, it's Teacher Appreciation Week at my daughter's preschool. Being the pushover that I tend to be, I felt badly when I saw that nary a person was signing up to do anything for the luncheon that's being held tomorrow. So, what started out as my attempt to help (volunteered to bring a gallon of tea) turned into Iron Chef in my kitchen! And the mystery ingredient tonight is.......POTATO. I somehow managed to volunteer myself to make homemade baked potato soup for 10 people. It's official, I have lost my mind.
Now, it's not often that I say this, so mark this one in the books. My hubby is "da bomb"! Thankfully he doesn't totally freak out under pressure situations, such as when the potatoes have been "baking" in the oven for almost 2 hours and they're still not done. No, he goes to plan B and microwaves those suckers, so that I can stop hyperventilating over the base that I've whisked into a frenzy. He totally came through for me in the pinch and I am so grateful! And now, I have an awesome batch of homemade soup in the fridge, ready to transport to the school in 8 short hours. Wow, I hope I don't sleep through my alarm.
This Saturday’s Recipes by The Pioneer Woman
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