My sweetheart and I had half a potato between us for dinner last night. Along with a beef-roll each and some red cabbage. And it’s not, because we are on a diet (although we should be) but because the potato was so big, it is enough for two to three  dinners.

I have two potato plants still growing out in my garden, from which we now just fetch, what we need for cooking, when we need it. And my sweetheart dug up the biggest potato, I’ve ever seen. Let alone harvested. It’s  twenty centimeters long and thick and fat.

pot1  pot2

There is a German saying, stating that the dumbest farmer grows the thickest potatoes (meaning something like fortune favours fools). At least now the riddle is solved as to whether this saying holds any truth or not. Obviously it doesn’t.

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