Potatoes

There was suddenly a foul smell from the kitchen pantry today. We cleared it of almost every content, and discovered a forgotten old bag of potatoes in the farthest reaches of the dark shelves. The potatoes had started to go bad, very bad. Daniel threw many of them away, but he said he could salvage other potatoes and planted them in our garden. If we are lucky, this will bring us more and fresh potatoes in the not so distant future. It is amazing how easy it can be to grow potatoes. I wish it would be equally easy to grow meatballs.