Taters!

I am sure this comes as no big surprise confession, but I have been neglecting this blog.  Sad, but true.  I stopped posting the Meatless Monday posts because, quite frankly, I got kind of bored with it.  We still do eat meatless once a week, Mondays being the usual day, but coming up with new recipes and posting them just was not as exciting.  I still will post new ones as we try them and like them, but it will not be a weekly thing.

Now for the main subject of this post…Potatoes! We planted potatoes this year on a sort of whim.  We used potatoes that we have bought as groceries, but did not get to in time.  You know, the one or two potatoes that you just do not get to use in time, and they start looking pretty crazy with all those things poking out? Once they were to that point, we set them on the windowsill and let their roots stretch out further.  What a sight to see for the visitors to our home! When we were satisfied with their roots, we chopped them into smaller segments.  With this, you just want to make sure that each part of the potato has some of the root thingies attached to it.  Those sections dried for a few days, and then were planted.

The potato plants seemed to come up easily, and they are rather pretty plants.  I was pleasantly surprised just how pretty the flowers were.  They were pretty enough that I tried to capture one of the blossoms in resin; unfortunately,  that particular experiment did not work out.  I can not be too dissappointed though, because the plants themselves worked out wonderfully!  We were thinking that there would be no potatoes waiting in the ground for us, but Brady felt something calling to him and went to the potato patch with a pitchfork in hand.  I heard excited yells coming from outside and went to see what was up.  We had taters!  And wonderful ones at that.  We had fingerling potatoes in blue, pink, and white, and big, beautiful Yukon golds.  We called out the kiddos, and me and them took trips carrying all we could into the house.

I already like potatoes, but the ones from our garden beat the others completely.  The flavor and texture of them are just so much better to me that I really wish we had planted more.  Next year we will know better though.