Ma said she would sort out the spuds and she did. Graded them as per a mama’s nature.
Ma assures me we can still use the ‘bad’ ones. They only have only have holes in, after all.
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Ma said she would sort out the spuds and she did. Graded them as per a mama’s nature.
Ma assures me we can still use the ‘bad’ ones. They only have only have holes in, after all.
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I dug some of my spuds up last week and grazed a few with the fork. Just ate them first, they were fine. Delicious.