At the weekend, mama h and I; furtled and dug up the potatoes. Today, I wanted to bring some home as ma is a bit worried that they would melt in the rain or something. They have, been there for a few days.
Using a make shift container-plastic bag, lined with some brown paper-I first picked out the small king eds. small, as in tiny, new potato sized things. These are too be fair. The one disappointment of main crops, in this experience.
That left me with this remainder:
At which point, I thought, how many spuds do you actually have. This may take you a while. Might have to wait til those in the bucket have been eaten.
So I then settled picking up some more ‘proper’ sized king eds.
Think these look reasonable enough.
And then looked at the pile again.
Am gonna need a bigger bucket.
Lovely haul of spuds there. Mine are similar size (ie smallish), and they’re getting chopped up for spice potato wedges
High praise from the lovely Aunty two sheds!