This recipe (Barefoot Contessa at Home) is further proof that I can’t follow a recipe for mashed potatoes. I think maybe it’s a little like learning to drive or play a musical instrument: one can’t follow written instructions alone to learn this craft. It should be noted that I’ve made plenty of batches of perfectly decent mashed potatoes, but never from a recipe, whether with ricer, food processor, mixer, or by hand. This batch turned out to be both soupy and lumpy at the same time – quite a feat, really. They were still edible, though, and maybe I’ve just learned my lesson to stick to my instincts instead of following the written word when it comes to mashing spuds.