Gateau De Pommes De Terre (cake Of Potato)

Remember still that you are both diseased persons, full of infirmities; and therefore expect the fruit of those infirmities in each other; and make not a strange matter of it, as if you had never known of it before. If you had married one that is lame, would you be angry at her for [limping]? Or if you had married one that had a putrid ulcer, would you fall out with her because it stinketh? Did you not know beforehand, that you married a person of such weakness, as would yield you some manner of daily trial and offense? If you could not bear this, you should not have married her; if you resolved that you could bear it then, you are obliged to bear it now. Resolve therefore to bear with one another; as remembering that you took one another as sinful, frail, imperfect, persons, not as angels, or as blameless and perfect .

Richard Baxter

CATEGORY	CUISINE	TAG	YIELD
Dairy	Swiss	Banquet/buf, Potato side	1	Servings

INGREDIENTS

20		Potato, sliced thin
3		Spanish onions, sliced thin
6		Bay leaf
3/4	c	Olive oil
1 1/2	lb	Swiss cheese or gruyere
		grated
1 1/2	t	Nutmeg
		TT kosher salt
		TT black pepper
3/4	c	Fresh basil, finely chopped

INSTRUCTIONS

In a bowl toss potato slices with onion & bay leaves in the olive oil.
Spread them on a baking sheet and cover with aluminum foil. Bake at
350* for 20 minutes, remove foil & bake an additional 10 - 15 minutes
until potato's are fully cooked. Mix together the cheese &  seasonings.
In an oiled baking dish, layer potato's with the cheese  mixture
(alternate) end with cheese on top. Cover & bake at 350*  until cheese
is melted & bubbling. (You may brown top if you like)  NOTES :
VARIATIONS: add garlic to the potato's before baking, use half  swiss &
half Parmesan, or use rosemary instead of basil. Recipe by:  S.C.I. -
Jamie, Az.  Posted to recipelu-digest Volume 01 Number 529 by
CuisineArt  <CuisineArt@aol.com> on Jan 14, 1998

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