Have I mentioned before that I love mashed potatoes? I absolutely know I have, and am aware that the sentiment is as unique as when people say they love cheese (is it even possible not to love cheese?).
I really do love them. When I was a kid I asked for them every year on my birthday along with whatever else I was loving (mashed potatoes and Stuffed Grapevine Leaves, mashed potatoes and fajitas, mashed potatoes and spaghetti –I have no idea why nobody noticed my culinary prowess from a young age…)
