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Potato Harvest

Andes Red harvest underway.
I still suffer from what I like to call seasonal jet lag. Potatoes are, to my Midwestern mind, an autumn vegetable grown primarily to be stored up for the winter months and turned into any number of delightful dishes.

However, in my part of Japan, potatoes are a summer crop. They are planted in February (seriously) and grown until sometime around now. Harvest dates vary by variety, but basically all potatoes in this neck of the woods are out of the ground by now.

Bergamot in bloom.
It's still totally crazy to me, but somehow I struggle through and start making Maan's Potato Salad.

Those pictured above are a variety called Andes Red. They have a lovely red skin and yellow flesh. Andes Red breaks down into a creamy soup, but it also holds it together nicely for a chunky potato salad, too. These were grown from purchased seed potatoes. Those I'd saved to grow on last year...didn't. I was disappointed, but I forged on to the local nursery and once again struggled through. (I really love that potato salad.)

My guess is that I harvested about seven to eight kilograms of potatoes that afternoon, and they are beautiful. My only wish, of course, is that I'd planted more. (Did I mention how much I love that potato salad?)


Andre said…
Hi, I just read your blog about your potatoes I have just bought the same potatoes from Joyful Honda,my question to you is I don't like sweet tasting potatoes at all I usually grow May Queen as I found these to be the best for roasting and chipping are these potatoes sweet and have you made french fries from them?

Cheers Andre
Hi Andre, I'm crazy late with this reply, but here goes anyway. I do not find them particularly sweet; although, now that I'm thinking about it, they may be somewhat. I like their density and potatoe-y flavor. You'll have to let me know what you think!

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