01/23/2015
For most of my life, I have been severely prejudiced against the potato. Like many Americans, I regarded potatoes as among the most banal of vegetables. They were clearly less interesting than other tubers and roots, lacking the lip-staining intensity of the beet, the bright color and crunch of the carrot, the surprising heat of the radish. Potatoes were just generic lumps of starch best used as couriers for salt, fat and ketchup.
But that was before I went to Peru.
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