We need to talk about the Potato

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Yes, it is a shock. I discovered the difference when I moved to the South. I still do not like either one. Do you like either of them?
 
All this talk about sweet potatoes and marshmallows reminds me of a dish Iā€™ve seen which involves sweet potato chunks (or mashed) in a shallow casserole topped with marshmallows, baked until the marshmallows start browning. I never liked it ā€“ I prefer the sweet potatoā€™s natural sweetness ā€“ but here you go:

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Once I wanted a pumpkin pie but carelessly bought a sweet potato pie instead. Imagine my disappointment šŸ˜’
 
Thatā€™s actually how I started to like sweet potato pie! I wanted an Entenmannā€™s pumpikin, but grabbed sweet potato instead. I got home and thought ā€œwhat the heck, Iā€™ll give it a tryā€.
 
Maybe itā€™s unfair, but the poor potato is just one letter short of a palindrome.
 
I prefer sweet potatoes to yams. I was stunned to see the sweet potatoes in the store yesterday. Usually, we donā€™t have them til Autumn which is why I decided to grow my own this year.
 
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To a Sinister Potato

O vast earth-apple, waiting to be fried,
Of all lifeā€™s starers the most many-eyed,
What furtive purpose hatched you long ago
In Indiana or in Idaho?In Indiana and in Idaho
Snug underground, the great potatoes grow,
Puffed up with secret paranoias unguessed
By all the duped and starch-fed Middle West.Like coiled-up springs or like a will-to-power,
The fat and earthy lurkers bide their hour,
The silent watchers of our raucous show
In Indiana or in Idaho.ā€They think us dull, a food and not a flower.
Wait! Weā€™ll outshine all roses in our hour.
Not wholesomeness by mania swells us so
In Indiana and in Idaho.ā€In each Kiwanis Club on every plate,
So bland and health exuding do we wait
That Indiana never, never knows
How much we envy stars and hate the rose.ā€Some doom will strike (as all potatoes know)
When-once too often mashed in Idaho-
From its cocoon the drabbest of earthā€™s powers
Rises and is a star.
And shines.
And lours.

-By Peter Viereck
 
Ah, yes. It brings back memories from basic trainingā€¦ The old Hot Potato Drillā€¦
 
Behold; The Potato.
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Idolatry! Idolatry! Idolat-cheep cheep cheep!!

Munches on bird seed
 
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