My Boy amazes me.
He can replace broken parts on my computer. He can figure out what’s wrong with said computer to begin with. He knows how to work the DVR. He takes nice pictures – like all the ones in this post.
He doesn’t cook.
Normally, this doesn’t bother me. He’s not-yet 20. He lives with his Dad and Stepmom, who feed him. He comes over here a couple of times a week, and I feed him. He’s not going to starve.
But, for 3 weeks, he’s going to be on his own, watching the house – and dogs – while I’m away. We went to the grocery store to stock him up before I left. Frozen this. Frozen that. Stuff in boxes. Hot dogs.
No, hotdogs don’t count as ‘cooking’. Neither does Manwich.
I asked if maybe there was some simple recipe that I could teach him, something he could make from fresh ingredients…
Twice-Baked Potatoes. His eyes lit up.
Easy and versatile: Bake potatoes. Cut in half. Scoop out the centers (we used to call it the ‘guts’ when I made them at the market). Smoosh up the guts with cheese and other goodies – chives and plain yogurt in this case. Put the guts back into the potato shells. Bake again until golden-brown on top.
The question is: Will he? I made such a big batch the night before I left, that he may just feast on the leftovers. On the off-chance that he wants to do some for himself, what are some other suggestions for fillings?
Leave your ideas in the comments – I’ll let you know how it goes!
(Still having some picture issues, but finally got this done… More soon, one hopes!)