Have you ever noticed that some people are potato people and some people are rice people? My dad for example, is a potato person. He's happiest with a side of simple boiled potatoes as his starch, for practically any meal. He can eat a plate full of them, while I will have just a quarter of one small Yukon gold. I am a rice person. Perhaps it's the residual of scraping by on steamed broccoli and brown rice for so many years before discovering the twin joys of bacon and butter. Or per
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