Another meh kinda meal - plus a confession of my kitchen failure this evening.
Next, my confession. I put the potato and onions in the pan to start cooking while I sat on the deck for a minute to talk with Handsome Chris. As our conversations tend to go While Momma Had a Quick Little Chat turned into twenty minutes. I remembered the potatoes. Oh, shoot - burnt black. Danggit! I had to throw that batch away and start a new pan of potatoes frying.
Luckily, it was a very warm summer evening and the youngest was playing with the neighborhood kids. No one noticed a later than usual supper.
As the old Indian stated in Little Big Man ... sometimes the magic works and sometimes it doesn't.