Hearty Potato


Something about fragrance on balmy morning winds and strange shape of this potato sparked craving for shrimp and chips for breakfast. Or maybe I should call it sunrise meal. Having lived clock free for more than two years now, the sun's position in the sky is all I actually pay attention to anymore for getting some loose sense of time's passage. Hours, minutes and seconds are not important.


Anyway, this nicely shaped potato made me hungry for this particular dish on this blustery, pre-winter-storm morning.



A little fresh lemon juice squeezed onto the shrimp with cocktail sauce on the left to dip them into, ketchup for chips on the right . . . so yummy! Let the snows come. I'm ready now.

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