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Soon to be spuds

I had a meeting of my art club this afternoon, so I left Uncle B to do what he does best – dig holes. I am informed this is a well-respected second early potato called Jazzy. It will render up tubers on July 21.

I am unaccustomed to potatoes with names. As far as I’m concerned, there are three kinds of potatoes: new potatoes, red potatoes and Idaho bakers.

It is a complicated place.

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Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: April 14, 2025, 8:17 pm

I am unaccustomed to potatoes with names.

I guess you just hang out with a different crowd. Would you like me to introduce you to my buddy, Fred? He claims to be from The Yukon.


Comment from tehfritz
Time: April 14, 2025, 8:57 pm

Sorry to be such a nudge but it’s time to migrate the current DP to the sidebar.


Comment from Uncle Al
Time: April 14, 2025, 8:59 pm

Dang. Now I’m feeling all sophisticated an’ shit. I got the new, red, and Idaho bakers, plus Russet (are those the same as the Idaho ones?), Yukon Gold, and McDonald’s.


Comment from Ben
Time: April 14, 2025, 10:40 pm

I once met the head potato guy at Lay’s, he had some opinions about potatoes.


Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: April 15, 2025, 12:32 am

Russets, Purple, Blue and Fingerlings.

And you’re a southern girl.
Sweet Potatoes! (I know, not a potato)

I planted a sweet potato slip that I have kept growing all winter. In the pot for a day, yesterday. I checked on it today…the fairies must have taken it. Not a trace this morning!


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: April 15, 2025, 4:38 pm

Did I leave off the Dead Pool tag again, tehfritz? I’ll check.


Comment from thefritz
Time: April 15, 2025, 6:54 pm

All is now good in the world…


Comment from thefritz
Time: April 15, 2025, 6:56 pm

I now know you cannot edit your name once submitted, just the content.

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