Fine Cooking (November 2015)
This year's Fakesgiving was haunted.
No, it wasn't because it took place a week before Halloween.
And no it wasn't the famed arctic explorer who lived (and died!) in our house. (True story.)
Rater, Fakesgiving was haunted by a dish, a memory, a fantasia of pleasure from last year's meal.
It was haunted by none other than that wily seductress The Barefoot Contessa, and her Goat Cheese Mashed Potatoes that we served at last year's Fakesgiving.
At this year's meal, it was only minutes after our friends began arriving before one of them said it: "Do you think this Mashed Potato Gratin will be anywhere as good as those Goat Cheese Mashed Potatoes?" It was one of more than a dozen conversations about those potatoes, a full year later.
So is this Mashed Potato Gratin as good?
That, Bittens, is the question of the hour.