It's enough to warm the cockles of your Irish heart....................well, neither of us can claim to be actually Irish, but we both have Irish forbears, as attested to by our Irish surname. And the growing, harvesting, cooking and eating of potatoes certainly appeals to some deep racial memory in both of us........Potatoes - we love 'em!
We did go a bit overkill on potato planting last summer - three varieties and some heavy crops. Yesterday, Bob dug the last of them - around 40 kilos. That should see us through the winter! We grew Pink Firs (delicious and prolific), Pinkeyes (BIG!) and King Edwards (smooth, even, good bakers) To celebrate, last night we had potato soup and potato and rosemary pizza. As I said; enough to warm the cockles of your Irish heart! Come to think of it, potatoes figure strongly in Northern German cuisine, so I'm doubly doomed!