We had a PLETHORA of Potatoes fur just TWO Peeps...
The other day... Mom decided she wanted to make Potato Salad... so she bought a 10# Bag of them... 5 for the Salad and 5 for Later to do Somethingy with. OK we came home from the store and put all the stuffs away and then Ernie and I heard a TRUCK coming up the driveway... It was our furend Mr. Merle who is our magical MEAT Butchering Guy... He was returning a 5 GALLON bucket that he had filled up with our tomatoes a week before... and guess what????
He had that bucket MOUNDED UP with FRESHLY Dug POTATOES fur mom and dad... It weighed 35 #'s. So SUDDENLY all in ONE DAY.... Mom had 45 Pounds of Potatoes... and it is still TOO Warm fur them to keep long enough fur her to use up... before they Sprout and Spoil.
TALK ABOUT PANIC.... that woman was like US when we See a SQUIRREL in our territory.
She was going WILD... beclaws our mom NEVER wants ANYTHINGY to go to waste around this hill.
SO she Pulled out the CANNER and the Jars and she made home Canned Potatoes and potato SOUP.
Mom ended up canning 14 Quarts of those spuds... and she STILL has about 12 #'s of Fresh ones.
Now THAT is how to deal with a PLETHORA of Potatoes. Baaaaaaawaaaaah.