I had bought a bag of small fingerling potatoes recently. It was a "medley" of several different colors of potatoes - red, yellow, white, even purple! They looked interesting and since we are having to stay home all day, every day right now, even something as minor as a new potato can add interest to an otherwise long dull day. I was getting the chicken ready for dinner when Kerry came into the kitchen and said, "Can I do anything to help?" I told him, "Grab that little bag of potatoes and start cutting the big ones in half for roasting. The smaller ones will be fine as they are." When he cut one of them in half and discovered it was purple in the middle, he held it out towards me and said, "What kind of potatoes are these?" "I don't know," I responded. "What does the bag say?" "She said to cut up the potatoes." He may not survive this quarantine......
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