My dear Gram was native to this land and my Grandfather's kin immigrated to New Orleans in the 1800s from Ireland. William Joseph Tracy was the first of my family to come to the Irish Channel area near Magazine Street.
Some of the Tracy brood eventually settled permanently in the New Orleans and Baton Rouge area...many of our dead are buried there.
Others, including my Grandfather, settled in Gulfport and got into the newspaper and entertainment business. He met my Gram in the 1920s at The Strand theater where she seated guests and played in the orchestra.
Lots of cool stories about New Orleans, the Quarter, The River, The Swamp, The Bayou, The Cafe, The Cathedral, Bourbon St., Johnny's, Pat O's ...and plenty of the not unexpected underage drinking of Guinness and Tullamore Dew at Ryan's pub ensued over the decades.
Oh, and there's also the tale of the lovely make out session with the rather hot sister of the bride inside the solid oak confessional while the vows were exchanged mere feet away...did y'all know that there is actually a worn "cheat sheet" of penance taped right next to the slatted screen?
Sorry...unfortunately, these particular events would be completely off topic, so I'll just shut up about it already.
Anyway, this thread, as the title so aptly suggests...is about taters, you know, po-tay-toes.
More in particular and significant, it is about the marvelous ways in which we can cook them, create them and make them ready for the consumption of friend and kin.
Not to be mistaken, this is
not a thread about one particular "best way" to do so.
Rather, it is a gathering of our personal heartfelt experiences with nightshade.
I'll start with a real quick way I like to enjoy potatoes when I'm grilling lamb, steaks or chicken:
The basic "twice baked" ~
So, to recap:
Warsh em.
Fork em.
Foil em.
Bake em.
Slice em.
Scoop em.
Blend em.
Fill em.
Top em.
Bake em.
Serve em.
Eat em.
Cheers!