You may not know it from reading this blog, but I LOVE potatoes, and not just French fries and Bavarian dumplings and extravagant Indian potato dishes, but also the glorious simplicity of plain boiled potatoes with butter (granted, really good butter) and salt.
This is the kind of potato dish I was raised on, and it always brings back fond memories. It is also the kind of dish that got my grandparents through two world wars and some hard times as refugees, so if it's good enough for them, it's definitely good enough for me...
Not quite good enough for Ritesh, though, who thinks of this as a side dish and keeps wondering where his dinner is. Sorry hons... :(
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