Smashed griddle potatoes

Who doesn’t like potatoes? Wait, don’t tell me. I guess there are bound to be people who do not like these delicious spuds, although I suspect they are in the minority. If those in this minority are converted after reading or experimenting with what’s to follow, I’ll take the blame for it :-p.

Here’s your inspiration:

Smashed griddle potatoes


This is is likely THE easiest thing you’ve ever made, right up there with toast!

Ingredients: For 4 servings

Mini potatoes – let’s say 12 (but depends on your appetite & severity of potato obsession)

Coconut oil – 4 tbsp

Fresh thyme – 3-4 sprigs

Sea salt – to taste

Fresh cracked pepper- to taste ( hint- you can never have enough, really)


1. Wash & boil the potatoes with skin, till fork tender

2. Drain the potatoes & place on a cloth or paper towel so they are not drippy wet

3. Add a tbsp of oil to non stick griddle or pan on medium high heat

4. Place mini potatoes on the griddle (about 6-7 on medium sized pan)  and with the back of a flat bottomed bowl or other dish, gently press towards the pan bottom – you’ve got smashed potatoes

5. Sprinkle sea salt, cracked black pepper & thyme leaves over the potatoes. Let the potatoes catch some heat and get crispy golden brown, then flip

6. Drizzle some oil on the pan if it’s starting to dry out, sprinkle sea salt & cracked black pepper and allow potatoes to get golden brown

7. Transfer to serving platter and repeat with the remaining potatoes

Hint: when I make these only a fraction of them make it to the table; my family devours them as they hit the platter, so you may consider increasing the portion size or making another side :-p

Smashed griddle potatoes

Happy New Year !!

So here it is whether we were ready or not…a New Year!  Were you ready? Strangely, this happens every year…I see it coming and I try to prepare for it; I think a bit about the Days that led me to the end of the year and any important, noteworthy moments, any contentious moments, anything done well ( hopefully there are a few things in this category 😉 ), etc. Then I ultimately get called out of my memories via a cry for help preparing lunch or finding something and there, the fleeting memories are all but gone and next thing I know, I’m chilling the bubbly and waiting for the ball to drop. When the clock shows one minute past midnight, it always feels the same…anti-climactic! It’s just another day with the same ‘life’, the same people, things, weather, life’s baggage. Nothing really changes other than the date.  So strange…what are we actually celebrating when we ring in the new year? I’m not so sure actually.  I think I’ve lost track over the years. I don’t even make New Years resolutions any more or at least not any I intend to keep.  It seems I’m drifting on an iceberg ( I imagine it would be cold, since I’ve never actually drifted on an iceberg) watching the days, weeks,  months, years go by but not actually getting off the iceberg to take in the sites, enjoy a moment, etch any in my memory…I guess maybe sometimes I’ve done that but for the most part, I’ve just been drifting.

Maybe this year I ought to stop, consider what I need out of life (the rest of it anyway) or what it needs out of me. I think each of us are meant to serve a purpose, similar to how bees serve a purpose (without them we would have no trees, no food), so I need to figure out what my purpose was to be. For the last 30 odd years (well the first decade or so really doesn’t count so I did not include it) I’ve thought about it fleetingly but I’m afraid my iceberg has held me captive.

I’ll try this year to find a way off my iceberg and look for that purpose, whatever it may be. Wish me luck!

Good luck and good wishes to everyone out there…those who have found their purpose in life and those of us still searching⭐️