As I was leaning over the pot, adding lashings of butter and a sprinkle of salt, it hit me. That aroma. Of steaming hot, cooked potatoes. Comforting, familiar, evocative.
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As I was leaning over the pot, adding lashings of butter and a sprinkle of salt, it hit me. That aroma. Of steaming hot, cooked potatoes. Comforting, familiar, evocative.