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I am cooking this weekend for friends {again}. I do love to entertain, though Martha Stewart I am not. I love making people feel comfortable and I love to feed them good, tasty food. There’s just something about watching people eat food you cooked – kind of gratifying in a way {I’m struggling for words on how to explain this}. I like knowing that people leave my table full of good food and feeling the cozy effects of good conversation and a shared meal.
So, I am making Chicken Fried Steak {this recipe looks delicious, though I’ll probably make it with roasted fingerling potatoes instead of mashed spuds}. I grew up both cooking and eating this meal and I know it’s delicious, even if I’m at the helm of the stove.*
And just look at that plate. Look. At. That. Plate. Is it not a beautiful specimen? And the steak, and the potatoes and the gravy? Oh, my stars, the gravy. I can’t wait to make this meal.
* I try to have a sense of humor about my cooking, because sometimes…my cooking is really really bad {see references to elk steaks and the infamous Sahara chops}.

Mashed spuds all the way, Calista… you should know that my friend!
Roasted spuds with gravy are pretty tasty too…especially with milk gravy. Mmmmm…I’m going to have to make that meal again soon!