“Dad, Dad! Dad, did you know sweet potatoes can be sauteed with marmalade? I was searching for a good recipe for years! I finally found one on the internet. Katherine will love it!”
“Why, yes. When I was a kid, we used to wait eagerly for the land to be perfectly moist and soft. I remember, as soon as the fog started to hang low through the meadows, we scooted away to my grandma’s yard and carried some sticks. She’d let us pluck out a few of ‘em potatoes from the farm. We’d pick them out, light up a small fire, and keep on roasting until they were cheeky! Grandma used to call the perfectly roasted potato cheeky, ‘cause it had to be ripe as a cheek but also firm. You couldn’t burn them too much though, or they’d just end up going back to where they came from. I used to eat mine with onions. Oh, the taste! Some days they were.”
“What? But.. why didn’t you tell me this before?”
“Why didn’t you talk to me while I was alive, son?”
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