New recipe this week (Item #8) - clam chowder, yum! The recipe calls for "four medium potatoes", and the friend from whom I got the recipe suggested using five not-so-medium potatoes instead. I love potatoes, so I was all for that, and came home with five large potatoes. I just didn't realize quite HOW large they were until I got them home.
You know how basketball players all look tallish when they're on the court, but since everybody's basically the same size you don't notice it all that much, and then when you stand next to one all you can think is, "Wow. Tall." (Just like that guy in "Fifth Element," where he's just met the 7-foot-tall blue alien soprano diva and ... oh, never mind.) Well, these potatoes were the pro basketball players of the vegetable world. When there were 100 of them all together, I just thought, "Oh, those are big enough, they'll work just fine." When I got them home and peeled and diced in a bowl, I thought, "Wow. That is a LOT of potato."
Here, look - this is my big soup pot, and this is THREE POTATOES. That's all that's in there, aside from some melted butter and a couple of chopped scallions. It's hard to tell, even with the spoon in there for a sense of scale, but it is more than halfway full.
I decided to make mashed potatoes with the rest, and maybe I'll look up a new lefse recipe and try that - yum, Norwegian potato pancakes with butter and cinnamon and sugar!
And before you ask, yes, I do catch the irony in the juxtaposition of this post and the previous one. Sigh. If I didn't like food, I'd probably weigh 115 pounds. But where would be the fun in that?!
Potatoes, like pork, are natures perfect foods.
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