The other day I went to make potato soup, and I wanted it to be like the kind I had invented a few weeks earlier, which was really good and creamy. I wracked my brain trying to remember how I had made the potato soup, checked Pinterest to see if I had pinned the recipe, checked my Instagram account to see if I posted about it. No, no, and no. That’s when I got frustrated and said to myself: Self. You started a food blog so this problem wouldn’t happen any more! So do something about it already!
Yeah. This section is the answer to the whole reason why I started my blog to begin with. I hate coming up with ideas for dinner. I don’t mind cooking, I don’t even mind going to the store. But someone please God just tell me what to cook! And if I keep track of everything I’ve made, how I’ve made it, and if I like it, that sure does make it a whole lot easier to plan.
I ended up winging it to make the soup. And it tasted okay, but still not as good as I remembered from the previous batch. Then it hit me. Last time I added a can of blended northern beans. Damn.