How you screw with my head.
But, without you, language would be dead.
A misplaced comma
Can cause so much drama.
A thoughtless dash -
Turns the best laid plans of mice and men to hash.
Salty-sweet potato far?
Or salty sweet-potato far?
The eye misplaced a single dash
And my culinary hopes did crash.
Instead of certain yellow tuber.
This recipe called for a spud - I felt like a goober.
Potato and raisin?
This, combination I was not craving.
Those dried fruits? I left them out.
This dish, it wasn't anything to shout...about.
It is myself I blame,
Not an author of certain fame.
When one changes a recipe,
One must accept what it to be.
A misread led to my disappointment,
So, time to move on to a new appointment.
Sigh. This is a dish that I went into with totally different expectations. I was expecting some kind of sweet potato kugel hash - not a prune raisin potato mash. I found the dish a little bland, but I take responsibility for that because I left out the dried fruit. In the end, I really just wanted to lace this with cheese and throw some hot sauce on it.
Oh well... Next up - sugar crusted French toast. I'm not feeling it, but keeping an open mind.
Peace out. XO
P.S. If you are celebrating Thanksgiving next week - have a great holiday. And be safe!!!
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