After a long afternoon at the race expo, I invited Kara, Nicole and Carolyn over for a pre race carbolicious dinner. Or so I thought. You see, I’m not actually a real cook. I make simple food. I can make delicious healthier versions of most staple dishes. I can get creative and even create recipes with desserts, but there are some things I should not cook. Apparently, gnocchi is one of them. First of all, delicate foods that require a soft touch and attention to detail are not my thing, but the recipe looked easy enough to I told them I would make sweet potato gnocchi.
Confession, I was super nervous to cook for Nicole anyway. Have you checked out her blog?! She is AMAZING! Her food is ridiculous and beautiful and she could seriously have her own bakery if she wanted! Me? I just got into cooking because I wanted to eat cheese burgers, but not be fat Obviously, it wasn’t long before I
got down on my knees and begged asked her nicely for a hand.
We did have fun with the whole process of getting the gnocchis in the water.
At one point it even appeared that dinner might be awesome.
But then it turned into something more like sweet potato mush. Nicole tried to save the dish, but it was a goner.
Nicole was very anti mush, but finally when I proved that the dish was beyond real salvation, she caved.
Luckily, Steve grilled some seriously amazing chicken, and I didn’t have a total evening of failure.
And then there was this baby that I can’t wait to break into today!
Luckily, the company was top notch and they all ate my weird sweet potato mush without complaint. Good friends, I tell ya. After dinner, we all called it a night pretty early because we all had early morning (4:40 for me!) wake up calls. I spent the next few minutes laying out everything I would need for the next morning.
Ready to not sleep