The Ingredients are On the Counter....

I went past the kitchen table as I woke up this morning. This, in itself, is not unusual. The bathroom is on the far end of the kitchen. I do not understand why the house is set up this way, but it does not matter. Sitting on the table were three potatoes, some flour, a jar of molasses, and a Graham cracker pie crust.

I remember what I planned to do with all of these. The potatoes were to be turned into french fries and potato bread. The other ingredients are to eventually be made into Shoofly pie. However, I went to bed last night without touching any of them. I will probably not get to them today either, as I have to go to work and hand out pizzas all day.

I should get to it some day, but my enthusiasm for food preparation could be higher. I wonder if I could get the housemate to make the pie if I gave her my grandmother's recipe.