How was your Independence Day? With a mid week holiday, it begs the question did you celebrate the weekend before, the day of, or are you celebrating this coming weekend? We celebrated the day of – going the traditional route and all.

Having any day off is never a bad thing in my blog, but it does unbalance the rest of the week. Resets it, if you will. Oh, and to all my Twitter friends who tweeted that Thursday felt like Sunday . . . YOU’RE WRONG! It felt like Monday, cursors down. So get your facts straight before you tweet.

Right then, back to it. Did you celebrate your freedom by reading the Declaration of Independence and eating good food with good people? We did. Supermom invited us over for dinner and prepared classic picnic fare of grilled burgers and corn on the cob. She did let me bring a side dish though (she throws me a bone every now and then).

I decided to go with a non-traditional, traditional dish.

So I made potato salad.

With sweet potatoes.

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Honey Chocolate Peanut Butter Cups.

Honey. Chocolate.

Peanut Butter. Oh my! Does anybody remember when Reese’s made Honey Roasted Peanut Butter Cups? I found them years ago (pre-Husband if that tells you anything) at a dollar store. I don’t normally buy food from the dollar store. Actually I don’t normally even go to the dollar store. But for some random reason I went, stumbled across the cups, bought one and never saw them again. Ever. It must have been fate.

When it comes to the occasional junk food, the Midwesterners are purists. Oreos? Only one kind. Doritos? None of this Cool Ranch crap. White Chocolate Reese’s Cups? Now those were just wrong. Plain Jane Reese’s Cups are the way to go. As a kid, I would evaluate my Halloween candy loot by how many Reese’s Cups were in the bag. Ten or more and it was a good year. Eight or less and some trading would have to be done. Don’t ask what happened if I had nine.

The Honey Roasted Peanut Butter Cup is different. Honey roasted peanuts are skads better than regular peanuts so it makes perfect sense. Er, made perfect sense. Cause I have never seen them again.

That’s an easy fix, though why it took me ten years to make my own I’ll never know.

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