G here, kicking off the potato post. The post-tato!
I took the Scandinavian toppings and the Tex Mex toppings. The Scandinavian one had smoked salmon, sour cream, and chopped green onion. It was great. Smoked salmon is delicious and sour cream is a natural choice for a baked potato. The Tex Mex one has black beans (which are dry), goat cheese (which is pretty dry), and salsa. The salsa isn’t juicy enough to make up for the rest of it. It was quite dry. I wound up scraping all of the stuff off of it, adding butter and sour cream, and adding the toppings back. There’s really not much to report here. If I was going to have smoked salmon, I’d want it on a bagel.
I don’t have fancy names for my spuds, but if I did, this one would be Giovanni.
This one consisted of ricotta, spinach and pepperoni. Instead of using frozen spinach as called for, I sautéed up some fresh baby spinach with garlic, because obviously any kind of spud that can call itself Italian needs some garlic. I also chose to mix my spinach in with my ricotta like you would for a lasagna filling. And I used turkey pepperoni, which may have been a mistake. It was fine really, but I think it would have been tastier with the real thing. I also think a small amount of marinara would have gone a long way here. Like G’s Mexican potato, it was a bit dry. Overall, the flavor was pretty enjoyable, but maybe not to the point I would think to make it again.
And what the heck, I may as well follow through with this naming thing to the end of the post. So here is Jake Spud, the All-American Quarterback potato.
This one was really classic! Melted cheddar, peas and cubes of a really delicious ham I had made earlier in the week. This is the one that reminded me of dinner as a kid. The melted cheese sort of helped keep the peas in place, but not enough so you didn’t still have to chase a few around the plate. The obvious solution: MORE CHEESE! I think I am far more likely to make this one again than the Italian one. I could see it being a really satisfying dinner on a night when the Bear I live with is at a work function (this happens a lot).