I'm embarrassed to admit this, but here goes...I love gummy potatoes. Those wonderful gummy potatoes that come from the overzealous mashing of an Irish descendant trying to feed a family of 10 (as my grammy did) or an overzealous Chicago resident with a new KitchenAid mixer. When I eat potatoes with that distinctive gumminess of either one who knows my heritage or one who knows my inexperience with my KitchenAid (I say inexperience because I want to excuse my overprocessing of my wonderful potatoes...blush) and wishes to make me feel all warm inside, I am willing to abdicate any property I may have and permanently move in with the "offending" party.
I know there are french style potatoes that rely on gumminess for their wonderful unctuousness (see America's Test Kitchen--my heart would never recover from that! I need no cheese with my gummy potatoes) but it is amazing how I will dismiss and disdain all other food products for that which my heart has always belonged...the sticky and gummy mashed potato.
I apologize if this has been posted before, but everyone alway tries to get their potatoes fluffy and all I want...well, all I want is a potato that reminds me of the Elmer's glue I loved back in kindergarten.
Am I alone in this? Should I be ashamed? Hell no! My grammy made fab gummy Irish potatoes!
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