(November 26, 2019)
the juvenile sweet
potatoes twenty-nine cents
got this one complaint*!
“can I have ‘the big ones’
at the same price? Well, why not?”
*(Greengrocer Steve related as I searched for what became four pounds of delight – three of the hand-sized orbs became supper with butter and grade b maple syrup, plenty of freshly ground black pepper, Kosher salt and a hint of both cinnamon and nutmeg, each freshly grated I relished the skins – and like their not-cousins at all Burbanks, et al., much if not most of the vitamins and minerals hide near the outside. I have relatives who know now to toss me their baked potato skins for my doggie – arf! arf! – bag. Dry roasted with more butter and a dollop of sour cream they almost compete with hot buttered popcorn as a midnight repast.
Back to Steve: “The lady was really upset and she insisted I go back to “Receiving” and round up some much bigger sweet potatoes at the same $.29 per pound price. I told her we did not have an bigger ones in stock and that was all we had – which was true as I wandered back to receiving with Steve to hunt for Sprouts to shred and pan roast with shallots. The big ones were due in that afternoon and probably would cost half-a-fortune.
Some people would complain if they were to be hanged with a golden rope, insisting only a platinum would do.)