Potato Salad.
The old Romans appreciated their lettuces and salads and crunchy vegetables even in poetry.
They knew their vinegars. They had eggs. Surely they had something that was mayonnaise or very like.
They had onions, celery and parsley -- you name it, they had it.
Except, they had no potatoes.
I do, and we have achieved a potato salad worthy of the gods, even if I am she who so deems the worthiness.
We have melon. We have ham. We have a green salad. We're ready for 90 degrees.
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Now that you have my mouth watering, where's the recipe?
I don't have a recipe. It's all what's on hand, how I feel, how it eyeballs, scent, what I feel like.
This one had green bell pepper, chinese celery (no onion as raw onion does not agree with No. 1 Devourer), 4 /12 free range boiled eggs, both rice and apple cider vinegars, about two and a quarter lbs. of very high quality potatoes (these are what matter most, and secondly, the crunchy choices), and -- horrors! Hellman's non-fat mayonnaise. Salt and black pepper to suit, i.e. me none and Him both, particulaly copiously the black pepper.
Love, C.
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