On Killing Potatoes (And Learning Korean)
Am I the only one who feels an odd little pang of guilt if they take a potato out of bag and it’s just started to shoot? It’s like it’s still alive and trying...
Thoughts and musings from my tiny mind.
Am I the only one who feels an odd little pang of guilt if they take a potato out of bag and it’s just started to shoot? It’s like it’s still alive and trying...