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Garlic Mashed Potatoes

No pictures today because, well, how on earth do you make mashed potatoes look pretty. Even if they happen to be the best mashed potatoes on earth.

But before the recipe, and to compensate for the lack of photographic evidence, I thought I'd let you in on this little habit of mine. I am a compulsive recipe collector. I collect them from cookbooks and magazines and aunts who cook. And I collect them from every package I come in contact with. Now don't tell me you never thought of baking the chocolate cake from the Hershey's cocoa jar recipe. And you sometimes get unexpected rewards, like this mashed potatoes recipe on the carton of Philadelphia cream cheese.

They were purely plugging their product, but this one's a winner anyway. What you do is boil two potatoes with 2 cloves of garlic thrown in. Peel, then mash both the potatoes and the garlic. Mix in 2 tbsp of cream cheese, a tbsp of butter and a dash of salt. Indulge!

PS: If you stopped by the Burrito Bowl post earlier, you might want to consider a revisit. I've added all the missing recipes.

Comments

notyet100 said…
oh sure chk there,..this one sounds yum..
CurryLeaf said…
Love the burrito bowl. I may make tortilla tonite to tuck these in.But love the mashed potatoes as well.
BTW,sweetie,there is a garlic mashed potato recipe of Julia child and the book has references about it.I am halfway through the book and have already shortlisted few JC recipes.
And b4 I forget,I too collect recipes and they are overflowing,I find them even in the small cornstarch pkts and once found one in a paper bag I got from some shop.And to think I was the only one who did this... :D
suvi said…
Oh even I collect recipes! Some I even note down in the most ridiculous of places, like drs visiting cards or sundry receipts!

My daughter loves mashed potatoes, this is a great way of sneaking in some protein!

@ Curry Leaf...haven't yet got the book, though I got my hands on JC's My Life in France. Loving it! No recipes in that...well none so far.
suvi said…
I made it and she loved it! Thanks!
Anushruti said…
I love to read recipes scribbled on the back of jars too. And give me mashed potatoes anytime! But without the garlic. :-)
I love garlic mashed potatoes! Sometimes when I have the time, I do roasted garlic mashed potatoes. So so yum.

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