I filled a small basket, brought them into the kitchen, washed and scrubbed, dropped them into boiling salted water and about 20 minutes later.........heaven! New potatoes, fresh creamy butter, a little salt, yummy! Life is good, when you can walk out the back door, gather supper, and cook it to perfection. Sometimes the very basics, just potatoes, butter and salt, make a feast that the gods would love. Wish I could have had you all over for supper tonight.
Friday, May 28, 2010
When I came home today, I walked down to the garden, ate some fresh blueberries and then walked on over to the area where the potatoes are planted. I knew it was time to dig. There they were as I dug my hands into the earth, small, red new potatoes, the size of silver dollars.
Posted by Jilda at 8:17 PM