Prepping

I know Thanksgiving is yesterday's news -- actually, last week's news -- but I still feel the need to share because the prepping of side dishes around these parts was momentous for two reasons:

1. Mistah did the cooking.

2. I did the photo taking.

Mistah is an awesome cook but I am a terrible photographer so please keep your "that's a photo of what?" comments to yourself.

Mistah was slated to bring two dishes to my Mom's: his World-Famous Garlic Gorgonzola Smashed Red Potatoes, and his World-Famous Turnips.

I know: the World is a big place, and to have worldwide fame is quite a feat. What can I tell you? The Mistah is a talented, yet modest man.

Okay, Step One: chop onions then put them in the food processor for finer dicing.

Actually, wait, that's not true. That's Step Two. Step One, as I've mentioned before, is to do the Jacques Pépin and pour oneself a glass of wine before doing anything in the kitchen.

Step One accomplished. Nicely done, Mistah.

And now we can get back to those diced onions and garlic . . .

. . . and red potatoes . . .

. . . and that all-important, put-a-smile-on-your-face ingredient, gorgonzola.

Yum.

The turnips are a little less dramatic, but just as delish.

Potatoes? Cooking nicely.

Turnips? Ditto.

Dinner during the enterprise? Chicken quesadillas . . .

. . . and leftie rice-and-asparagus with black beans, which yes is weird, but is what we had in the fridge.

A good photographer would have taken lots of shots of of Mistah draining the turnips and smashing the red potatoes and stirring the garlicky love and using every pot and pan and utensil in the house but:

1. I'm not a good photographer, and

2. It was all so entertaining I mostly sat on a stool in the corner drinking chardonnay, watching in awe.

I was on pots-and-pans duty, however, which is not-for-nothing because have I mentioned? Mistah uses every pot and and pan and utensil in the house.

And then . . . voilà!

Time to pack up the fabulousness and hit the road . . .

. . . making sure to bring a few of our friends along.