Recipe – Spicy Potatoes

Went over to David & Sabina's on Saturday for a wicked supper.  Shea took one of her specialties, I took some Bushwakker beer I'd been saving since mom and dad were here.  Here's the recipe for Shea's (I don't have the recipe for the beer but wish I did!)

Spicy Potatoes
4 cups of small baby potatoes, cut in half
1/2 cup grainy Dijon mustard
3 cloves garlic, minced
1 tbsp balsamic vinegar
1 tbsp water
(1 tsp paprika – we rarely put this but the original recipe called for it)
1 tsp hot sauce or to taste

Mix all ingredients in a bowl then mix in potatoes.  Put sauced potatoes in a deep-dish tinfoil pan coated with butter. Cook on barbeque for ~45 minutes.  (They could probably be cooked in the oven as well but what fun is that?)

Next time Shea makes them, I'll try to remember to take a picture and put it with this entry.  (She's looking over my shoulder so I hope she takes the hint and makes them soon!

[2006-07-06 – here's a photo.  Forgot to take a picture when they came off the bbq so these are the leftovers…]


Comments 2

  1. Anonymous wrote:

    *drool*
    You should change the name to Sheapotatoes, or Spicy Sheapotatoes. I'm making some lasagna for tonight (homemade noodles, homemade tomato sauce, the whole nine yards…the only thing not made in my home or grown in my neighbourhood is the cheese), but tomorrow it's back to the BBQ for some chickens and Spicy Sheapotatoes!
    N.B. When you buy half of a cow, it will surprise you how long it actually takes to eat it all. You *do* get tired of steak, prime rib, and mouthwatering saucy juicy roasts. But only after about six months of eating red meat twice a week (and for leftovers).

    Posted 30 May 2006 at 4:31 pm
  2. Anonymous wrote:

    I know all about the half a cow – that was a fairly standard order for my parents growing up and we were organic when organic wasn't cool. A highlight of my young life was going out to watch them butcher a cow and growing bored sometime into the process, going to sit in the truck for a break and looking over and seeing a pan with the liver, heart and god knows what else staring up at me!
    But half a cow is nothing – try half a buffalo which is what one of our guests gave us for a wedding gift!
    God, I love being from the prairies…

    Posted 31 May 2006 at 11:00 pm

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