What resemblance would it take on?
Maybe like lefse - stark, flat and seemingly calling for additions like butter and jelly or cinnamon and sugar to bring on a better semblance of something sweat?
Or maybe mashed upon a desert pizza - landscaped with doe on the bottom, than a lair of finely mashed potatoes and something else like apricot spred to top it of and make it a certified desert.
Of course their is always sweat potatoe pye - richly created with a delectable gram cracker krust, then filled with sweat potatoe complete with hints of spys and cream on top thrown in for good measure.
Mmm Mmm, cold whether always brings on that feeling for home cookin’.
Do potatoes grow in the desert – spread amongst the grams of sand, which have fused together with top crust due to the lack of sweet sweet rain from dry weather (like how my yard is starting to seem)?
And, I want to thank Dan Quayle for causing me to think about spelling potato incorrectly every time the word pops in my head.
Hit me.
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