...that’s good for any day of any given year. Hearken ye:Whatever happens today, there are steak fries. And curly fries. And cheese and chili-covered fries. And the steak or hamburger that goes with them.
|Colorado Chile Lime Potato Tacos, y’all. Photo and recipe from the Colorado San Luis Valley Potatoes site, which has everything you need to know about cookin’ these things up.|
Such things make me proud to be an American. So long as spuds are being grown, harvested, baked, grilled, and fried, we have something to live for. To fight for. To die for.
Remember, no matter who wins, there will be potatoes. Wonderful, apolitical potatoes. They don’t care who you are, or what you’re about.
|Again, from coloradopotato.org|
And if it’s really that bad, you can always learn how to distill vodka from them. Potatoes got the Russians through seemingly endless nightmare decades of leaders like Josef Stalin and Leonid Brezhnev. Only a potato packs that kind of healing, sustaining magic.
Whatever your leanings, if you’re hurting today, tonight, or tomorrow, repeat after me:
For what it’s worth, the Colorado Potato Advisory Committee here in Spudville probably wishes I wasn’t doing this, but I doubt they’ll notice. They do run a great website, though. And it’s Election Day, and I’m in a mood.