potatoes

I know this sounds really dumb, but there are the best potatoes down here. Greg and I often have baked potatoes for dinner with sautéed onions and mushrooms for the top (maybe a little cheese thrown in for good measure). Tonight the good measure was some beautiful organic (organic is almost non existent down here) eggplants we found at the local vegetable stand. In the store they are called dirty potatoes, and they are dirty with the red soil of Australia (there must be a lot of iron down here as most of the soil and rocks look red). They are better than any russet, or Yukon golds, or new potatoes or any other fancy variety you can mention. So next time you are in Australia be sure to have some dirty potatoes, you’ll be glad you did.