Sign Me Up

When about the tenth person told me I should start a blog to tell my story, I decided to finally pay attention.  Now I don’t listen to any and every jack ass that has an opinion; if you knew me at all you would know that.

I have a better system.

I pay attention to signs.  I’m not talking about signs on the side of the road, though I do give them their due to, especially if they say Bar-B-Q up ahead.  It is hard to mess up Bar-B-Q, unlike potato salad.  What is the deal-ee-o with potato salad?  For gods sake and mine, please either mash the potatoes or cook the little bastards long enough so they aren’t crunchy.  Nobody wants to eat a crunchy potato unless it’s been fried.

I declare I’m already off the subject.  (But I am gonna give you a good potato salad recipe so maybe we can get some of that excuse for potato salad off the market!  Are you with me?)

I was talking about signs.  I’ll tell you some more of my favorite road-side signs later, but now I’m talking Signs with a capital S.

Girl, you got to pay attention to signs.  They’re everywhere.  Who knows, what I am telling you right this very minute might be a sign you been needing to notice for a long time.  Is the hair on your chiny-chin-chin standing up?

I was at the library (Yes, I do read books.  We’ll talk books later.  Be thinking of ones you like and we’ll trade book titles like boys trade baseball cards.).  Like I done said, I was at the library and this woman was giving a talk about blogging and I got confused and thought she was saying hogging and since I know somebody from Pig Holler, I thought I might better listen and I found out she wasn’t talking about hogging at all.

So I took it as a sign and here I am.  Blogging with my favorite potato salad recipe.

Ida Clare’s Done Good Potato Salad!

•    Put three or four eggs on to boil while you are hunting the potatoes in your cupboard.

•    Wash and peel some potatoes.  Cut off the sprouts and dig out the eyes.  They don’t taste good no matter how much you boil them.

•    Peel more than you think you need.  (This is a rule.)  Why?  Well, it is obvious SugarBugar, if you make my potato salad there’s going to be some hogging going on.  I am basing this recipe on about 5 cups.

•    Cut up the potatoes in similar sized pieces so they will get done at the same time.

•    Put them in a pot.  Cover with water and boil the little devils until you can stick a fork in them and they come apart. 

•    Drain all the water off and leave the potatoes in the pot.  Mash the bejesus out of them.  This counts as aerobic exercise and will allow you to feel righteous when you are hogging more than your share.

•    Chop up your boiled eggs.  It tastes better if you peel them first.  I like to use a cheese grader and grate my eggs, but that’s just me.  Big hunks of eggs don’t bother me.
•    Use lots of Miracle Whip.  There is no substitute.  (Start out with about a half cup.)
•    Mustard is good by the tablespoons.  Don’t overdo
•    Sweet pickle relish
•    Tablespoon of vinegar
•    Salt
•    Pepper if you insist.  Just makes me sneeze.  And that’s just rude to sneeze in the potato salad.
•    Sugar is the secret ingredient.  About three tablespoons should do it.

Have a taste-testing of your own in the kitchen to get it just right; cuts down on the hogging on your part and keeps you looking like a lady in front of the company.  Mix all this up and put in a bowl if you can wait that long.  I like it warm, but it is good cold too.

Happy Potato Salad
Ida Clare