Wednesday, October 20, 2021 Ma Ingalls Day

It was a Ma Ingalls day in my workshop – I even had Pa Ingalls here to help me. We didn’t exactly butcher a pig and process it, but we were definitely in “Living Off the Land” mode, knee deep in potatoes, AKA taters.

We started growing potatoes as a crop some years ago. Harvesting potatoes is like digging for treasure – you ought to try it if your life has been lacking in pirate-like activity. We found, however, that our potatoes didn’t store terribly well. We don’t have a bonafide root cellar and had to store them in our refrigerator, where by January they were starting to feel rather rubbery and by February they were starting to dry out. What to do?

Pinterest came to the rescue in the form of a recipe for making frozen french fries. Eureka! Not only did this solve all our potato storage woes, but also this created bags and bags of the BEST french fries in the whole UNIVERSE (when it comes to boasting, I like to “go big or go home”).

So that’s what we did today. I’m not going to bore you with the recipe, but if any of you read this and realize that the life you’d formerly been content with has been made to seem a mockery without knowing how to make these, I will furnish the recipe on request. (I feel bad sometimes about the length of my sentences. I apologize.)

Let me also state the obvious: You will need a deep fat fryer. That’s right, these beauties will need to be fried in a whole lot of oil. If that makes you shy away, you’ve been reading too many fad articles about “healthy” foods.

Hey, next time you come over, I’ll make a batch of these for you. Then you’ll realize what deep fat fryers were created for.

I’ll probably fry this post in hot oil in the morning and then dip it in ketchup. A blog post could not hope for a better ending than that.