Gardening

... smell of potato skins, flipping them hot from one hand to another and still trying to get little bites in. We kids always thought that was a treat when we grilled dogs and burgers outside in the Cleveland summers. But it was our thrifty parents feeding six kids from a big burlap sack of spuds.

Late me know when you're going to harvest them, I'll be glad to let you know if they're delicious or not. I mean ready. Looks like you know how to grow them right. They look like they're growing fine and you've buried the fruiting branches well enough to get the most of those luscious Russet roasters. If I were you, I'd be doing it just like you're doing it. They certainly look like they love the treatment.