This was dinner last night, mostly cooked from ingredients found at the local farmers market. American potato salad, hamburgers, corn on the cob, and refrigerator pickles. (Not everybody had a pickle which I may never fully understand.)
You know I love German potato salad, and even French, but American is a classic.
If you lose this recipe, you can invariably find it in every cookbook and on the back of every mayonnaise jar ever printed.
And we all tweak it. And every family insists, rightly so, theirs is the best.