The rest of the potato story (I just knew you couldn't wait):
In addition to the Augustas, I planted Purple Vikings. They took longer to grow, and didn't produce quite as much (for each pound planted, I got only about eleven pounds back... which is still damn good by all counts). And they took a little longer to mature (110 days or so). But these babies were crowd pleasers.
All of my taste testers, with the exception of my best guy at home, preferred the Purple Vikings. Not by much, mind you, but still. They were mashed, baked, roasted, cut up into potato salad, even turned into French fries (You can fry food at home? Who knew? I thought you had to eat out for that pleasure), and then gobbled down. No problems there.
Their other advantages: They are pretty fellas - purpley-pink on the outside and and bright white on the inside (you'd think that an eight-year-old girl had dressed them). And they store quite well.
There are only a few left in the box and I'm already looking forward to growing them again next season. Or rather, eating them. Maybe even sharing them...
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