But let's look on the bright side (since I can ackowledge that was a bit of a rant). It means no one will be bothering me in the kitchen while I make whatever I want, and they can all sit there hollering at the television. It also means that people are more apt to want to snack on things, since that appears to be a prerequisite for football games. So I took advantage of this today and escaped from the football talk to my kitchen. Kenzie had been craving baked potato soup, so I found a recipe on my favorite blog, and then it hit me: why not make bread bowls too? Because baked potato soup is amazing, but serving that soup in fresh, warm bread bowls would really up the amazing factor. And thus an amazing idea was born.
|before baking... note my bad job splitting them equally!|
|Susie modeling my bread bowls along with her cool patched jeans|
baked potato soup