Potato Chips, Farm Fresh
July 22, 2010 § 1 Comment
Yesterday I wanted to test this whole “homemade potato chip” idea. It seemed like a good idea, but you never know… I returned home from my thrice-weekly trip to the grocery store and realized that I had forgotten to buy potatoes. Drat! But then I remembered the potato patch out by my driveway. Months ago my daughters and I planted some potatoes that had been forgotten in the back of our pantry. It was more an experiment, a way to fill our afternoon, than a true effort at potato farming. Lo and behold, those taters grew into plants! We were so proud! Then they became covered in weeds and pretty much forgotten and totally neglected. I would have watered them, but they were all the way out by the driveway. That’s, like 15 yards from a spigot. But yesterday, I remembered them. And I needed them. We trooped out to our potato/weed patch and started digging. And there were potatoes down there! It was thrilling. We had red potatoes, and yukon golds, and fingerlings. I know there’s some russets down there somewhere, but we couldn’t find them yesterday. I sliced the potatoes thin, fried them up and salted them nice.
They were totally delicious. My younger daughter, who inherited my penchant for salt and fat, looked at me misty-eyed as we crunched on our home-grown potato chips. “Now you’re a real good chef!” she said. Since I have produced potato chips from the dirt, I have her respect. I’m such a locavore, I can’t even stand myself.