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| Fortune favours fools, or as a German saying goes, "Die dümmsten Bauern ernten die größten Kartoffeln." / "The dumbest farmers harvest the biggest potatoes". Once again I feel relieved. |
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Typo in the title?
Nah.
It's just that
I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.
Yours is the first post I have opened this morning and I am smiling broadly. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteAnd I shall be smiling when in a minute I am to put my head on its pillow.
DeleteMay the smiling acompany you throughout the day, Sue.
Being a very poor farmer (I can't grow anything but crabgrass and weeds), I wonder if I'd get any potatoes at all.
ReplyDeleteMimi, she who can grow crabgrass and weeds can also grow potatoes. ;-)
DeleteÉs la patata més petita que he vist a la meva vida.😲
ReplyDeleteJa ho sabíem, però ens ha quedat més clar que mai que no ets Cam ximple😀
Una abraçada, Sean.
There grow even smaller ones in Seanhenge, dear Carme. ;-)
DeleteOthers would ignore them and throw away; I collect them, and at the end they give a nice meal:
Sesame lightly roasted without fat, some butter added, the tiny potatoes tossed and served with herbed curd cheese and some freshly picked tomatoes and salad. Delicious.
Abraçades
A Lil·liput, això seria una patata enorme.🤭
ReplyDeleteDepèn de com ho miris.😅
Aferradetes, Sean.
Ha ha, Paula. The book's title would then be:
Delete"Els viatges de Seaniver". ;-)
Aferradetes.
Hi Sean - waste not want not, and I bet those tiny tatties are so delicious cooked as we wish, and as you suggested ... cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteJust yesterday, I treated myself to a few: a real pleasure.
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