What about prom?

I have had a long love affair with potatoes. When times are tough and my wallet is light, potatoes allow me to cook a filling meal without feeling like I am going without. When I first left home at 17, I basically lived off of fried potatoes and eggs, and fried potatoes are still my favorite.

I’ve been buying fingerling and baby yukon potatoes from the same woman at the Ferry Building Farmers Market for a few years now. We’ve shared a special bond (at least in my mind) ever since she yelled at a yuppie woman for trying to take my place in line. She called me a lady and made me blush. And her potatoes are the freshest, so I’m a loyal customer.

Here’s today’s breakfast: