Potato Drawing Novels & Stories

My stomach was begging me to eat something but I wasn't going to eat before I knew what it was. Shea, Tia and Briva looked at us with wide eyes and Shea looked ready to murder someone. "It's potato. From the Envy realm." Ren explained and that made me brighten my mood. Potatoes. Comfort food. It's not fries, but it would do for now. Without a second thought, I put the potato in my mouth and chewed slowly. Yup. Potato. And a yummy one as well. I nodded with appreciation and ate three more spoons while small chit chat was going on around me. I decided to leave the other food on their respective plates and decided tomorrow would be another day for adventurous eating.

Just as they were about to start preparing dinner, Gabrielle came upstairs with Victor. Victor carried a bag with him. "This is something from my unit. Just a small token to thank you all for looking out for my grandma and my mom." He set it down. "You can plant these in pots." Plant them? Curious, they opened the bag and found potatoes, each about the size of an egg. They hadn't been frozen through. The skins were thick and sturdy. Victor explained, "These are cold-resistant potatoes developed by the agricultural institute. If you mix in the solution and plant them in soil, they won't freeze."

“Here, try this! I can vouch for how tasty this will be. I bought the potatoes myself, you know, from the market. The merchant told me he farmed these himself, and it’s totally organic. It’s very good for your health!” Damon forced himself to scoop a visible ball out of the deposited mush with a spoon. He demurred for a moment too long before his lips parted ways for the incoming—

[ Sophia ] "These potatoes are very expensive and rich in nutrients,I know you must be wondering that I called potatoes a healthy vegetable when today's fitness obsessed people loathe potatoes but it's true,this specie of potatoes are grown in a few countries and our village and other villages in this belt grow it."Lily filled me with information about many vegetables and fruits but I couldn't focus on anything as my mind kept drifting back to our last night's confession. Finally, we had traveled a step ahead from friendship.Daniel told me that he liked me.

Like VERY busy, you understand? I also had no problem with it. I added pepper and chilly sauce to my plate and without any warning, he came after a few minutes. He stood beside me and held my hand. He stuffed his mouth with two pieces and started chewing but not a second passed when he started uttering, “Water! Water!” I fetched him a glass. It did not satisfy him. He took another one and made a face, looking at my chilly potato. What’s the potato’s fault here? Does he not know that I add extra chilly when I eat? But he wanted to come like a hero and show a stunt.

she said, picking up a baked potato and bringing it to Ezra's plate. Ezra pulled his plate away just before she dropped the potato on it. “I'm good.” She paused for a moment then extended her arm farther, dropping the potato on his plate anyway. “Come on. Your mother said you love baked potatoes. I learned this recipe so I could make it for you.” Ezra said nothing and kept eating his food, but I noticed he did not touch the potato. I turned to Ivy. “Do you want anything?” She shook her head. “No, I'm good. Thanks.”

The plaza has a vibe that reminded me of home. "You like nato, right? Let's buy them!" Nato is like a potato but its color is the same as a beetroot. For the past few days, Tori has been eating boiled nato. I thought of giving him something like french fries or hash browns out of nato, I think he'll enjoy his favorite food like that… or maybe not but I still want to give it a try. I want to learn how to cook their dishes here and the good thing is that there is a cookbook back in the bungalow.

I blushed drawing a chuckle from Tate. Cursing under my breath, I angrily picked up my fork and stabbed the potatoes and bringing them to my mouth. I almost moaned at how delicious they were. The tanginess of the cheese exploded in my mouth and the potatoes were soft. The corn flakes added the perfect crunch. Soon, I found myself eating bite after bite until I ran out of them, begrudgingly I moved to my meatballs. I noticed Tate's silence and looked up to see him already looking at me.

She open the fridge using her head to do some calculations of what she can make together. Maybe a French fries will do she said and close the fridge going to the store for the potatoes she had peel and rinse the potatoes. She cut each potato lengthwise into 4 or 5 pieces, then cut each piece into sticks. She then Place the fries in a large bowl. Cover with cold water, then allow them to soak overnight She drain the water and lay the potatoes on 2 baking sheets lined with paper towels. Blot with paper towels to dry.

"How are you feeling tonight? How is the pain?" "It is much better," I told him honestly. "The ache is gone as long as I stay flat. The baby is moving around a lot." "Good, hang on for a few more weeks," he said, and I could hear the genuine relief in his breath. "Caleb sent me a photo of a drawing Tom made for you. It is a very creative picture of you in the bed. Tom told me the baby looks like a potato." I chuckled softly. "Yes, he is very proud of his artwork."