Thursday, September 11, 2008

I Heart Potatoes




I love potatoes. Sometimes potatoes make it even easier to love. In this case, an Eastern Oregon farmer I patronize at the Portland Saturday Farmer's market, offered this LOVE ly potato for sale.
Aside from it's wonderful color and flavor my new friend brought equally wonderful smiles from two of my most cherished friends. Anni and Naomi know how to share the love.
Sometimes it's that simple.
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