Her Momma’s Irresistible Potatoes Au Gratin
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Aunt Marge knows when to make her succumb and she will never have the choice but to say yes. By “she” I mean Lizzie. And Lizzie is my favorite cousin. Lizzie and I have a lot of things in common and that includes our taste in music, our taste in food, our taste in guys, and even our taste in clothes. The only difference between the two of us is that I am still quite scared of my parents and she isn’t. She was a bit of a rebel when we were young. Not really the “I’ll-break-my-parents-hearts” type of rebel, but more like she doesn’t really go with the norm. She didn’t wear skirts, which her sisters always wore. She never learned how to cook because that wasn’t what she wanted to do. She never listened to anyone except to herself.
Aunt Marge and her husband have long since stopped asking her to do things. But whenever they needed to, she has a secret weapon in hand—her potatoes au gratin. Other than the fact that Lizzie loved potatoes, Aunt Marge’s version was to die for, I swear! I almost asked her to adopt me until I remembered that I would miss Mom’s fruit pies and meat stews. Whenever Aunt Marge served Lizzie her favorite dish in the whole world, she could make her do anything. Even if it’s to wear the loveliest purple gown in her sister’s wedding.
Photo and recipe courtesy of Confessions of a Confectionista.
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