Brr! It's a cold day here on the Central Coast and cold days always leave me craving something with potatoes.
Behold--the humble potato. In spite of her cross-eyes, blemishes, dirty skin, and thick waistline, she is love by--dare I say?--everyone, from one end of the globe to the other and back around again. As Americans, in a single year, we EACH consume 140 pounds of potatoes, and as a nation, 4,000 million pounds of French fries. Some historians credit the potato with the expansion of Industrialism across Europe; it was the cause of a war, aptly named, The Potato War, where opposing forces, due to crop failures, literally raided their enemies and took their potatoes. And, due to a blight that caused the potatoes to rot from disease, it was the root (pardon the pun) in the decrease of over two million people from Ireland's population during the Great Potato Famine (1845-52), gone to either starvation, or off to America in search of work and well, potatoes.