WHY is this funny to me?! I guess potatoes are just funny. They have a sneaky way of ending up in every meal at my house.   This past weekend, my mom made one of my favorite soups.   I have to admit, I was so excited when she woke me up from a nap to tell me "Minestrone Soup will be ready in 10 minutes."   I crawled out of bed with such a warmth of expectation in my heart.   And then, I found potatoes.

I asked, "Mom, did this have potatoes in it before?  [insert confused :/ face] THIS many potatoes?" She responded, "Oh no, I added them." She explained later that she'd run short on noodles and had added the potatoes in their place. I love noodles. I loathe potatoes. :(

Haters gonna hate. Potatoes gonna potate. I think for the first time in my life, I'd count myself in that first group. If it's hating or potating... I'd hate.