The momentary displacement of an Ekco Potato Peeler created anguish and panic, as I live by potatoes. In Italy we searched in vain for a peeler able to fit the hand and respond to varied surfaces and shapes. Most have the broad handles and a poorly designed swivel, making what should be a pleasure into punishment. Fearing that the Ekco had been trashed or worse, I looked on the net and was horrified to see how difficult it is to obtain the classic Ekco design, one that ergonomically accommodates the hand as an expert bow fits an Amati. The majority of the current crop are wide-ended, lacking the deft touches of a sharp tip able to scoop out the eyes and any tunnels. They have been designed by non-eaters, ignoramuses, or worse. Luckily eBay listed a few (as a carrot-potato peeler, demeaning the potato into second place). I plan to bring several to Italy, as the situation there is dire. (And the unavailability of decent garlic presses in Italy is another shocker, but at least one can treat that bulb in varied ways.)
The potato has been overlooked in the Klezmer revival as well. A Lithuanian paean was once sung:
"Monday bulbes (potatoes), Tuesday bulbes, Wednesday bulbes, Thursday bulbes, Friday, bulbes, but for Saturday, something different: bulbes latkes."