Okay, the potato salad itself is a pretty straightforward potato-egg affair; dill can be divisive, but it’s optional, and that’s okay.
But the dressing…. Flour? Egg yolks? Milk? Butter? “Cook over medium heat, stirring constantly…” WHUT?
I try to be open minded about recipes. I am acutely aware that there are ways we expect things to taste, and that I can be resistant when my expectations aren’t met.
BUT THIS IS POTATO SALAD. Even within the bounds of what we expect from potato salad, a dozen people can show up at a pot luck with a dozen different potato salads that will all taste completely different. And I guarantee you not a single one of them will have flour, or milk, or butter in it.
There’s a reason potato salad has become canonical, and that is exactly why: within its boundaries, it is nevertheless infinitely customizable. The boundaries evolved organically, and stupid variations were discarded as inferior, or (as is most likely here, because this obviously didn’t stick) as needlessly complicated and fussy.
This probably tastes okay, but not better, so not worth the extra foofala. I might give this a shot on a small scale, some day when I should be doing something more productive but would rather waste money and time.









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