This morning I woke up out of my food coma to this:
I'm pretty sure that Socrates (the gnome on the windowsill) was mocking me. I don't have a dishwasher, you know (unless you count my two hands) so I was wary of this undertaking. However, it actually didn't take me that long, and since I tackled the dishes before my roommate got up, I was completely justified in telling her I left the floor to her. Which was my sneaky plan, because there is nothing in the household arena that I loathe more than mopping.
So, after the dishes, I treated myself to these:
I know I promised you more Thanksgiving recipes, but I had to tell you about these before you ate all your leftover mashed potatoes because they are unbelievable. Thanks for the tip, Giada.
2 C leftover mashed potatoes
1/4 C flour, plus more for dusting
Mix in a bowl. Make patties. Dust with flour. Pan-fry in oil or butter of your choice.
How easy was that?? I mixed in the leftover chives as well, and enjoyed with fried eggs, leftover gravy, and a dollop of leftover cranberry sauce.
Now, I'm back in my food coma, so I think I'll sit back and watch the Food Network all day. Probably with leftover wine.