Potato Drawing Novels & Stories

"Your house is high-tech." "Yup. Security is a must to protect my baby." He grinned as he fixed his apron and reached the potatoes soaked in the water. He put it on the sink to wash it again. Then, he put it on the fries chopper. He then places the potatoes over the tray with paper wax. He poured olive oil, salt, and pepper. He added sliced pepper bells and cherry tomatoes and put them in the oven. "You are something." She said with a giggle. "Let's put lots of cheese~~"

She stared at him. “By picturing it in my head.” He took her right hand in his and placed it over the potato. He was right behind her. “When picturing the potatoes peeling, you have to make sure they peel in rhythm. Like this…” The potato that was holding peeled in her hand and her eyes widened in surprise. She raised the potato to her eyes anss stared at it. “It's so smooth.” “I know right.” Picking up another potato, he handed it to her. “Focus on peeling it in a rhythm and not just peeling it.”

She is trying to build her own Eiffel Tower but I think she made a Leaning Tower of Pisa oops now it's a Fallen Tower of Pisa. "We can do online shopping. I'm ordering a potato peeler. It's so sharp...so sharp that it can peel your hands." Mandy said in a monotone voice, with her head hanging upside down from the couch, her legs raised over the couch, and holding her mobile in her hands, it fell on her face and she yelled at the poor phone. "Stay in your place you fucking piece of shit!" I want to eat a potato. I miss my potatoes. I want to eat chips, fries, and mashed potatoes for the rest of my life. Potatoes are love. They are a lot of carbs but there's no other veggie as tasty as a potat

My voice came out low as I was still feeling weak. “Making potatoes with ketchup,” he said, grinning. “I figured out that eating our favorite food might boost your energy,” he said. A faint smile crept up on my face. Potatoes. They made me remember Larry. He couldn't eat those, and because of that, I made sure to stay away from the meal even when it was my favorite. I bet he never found out that I don't eat potatoes because he doesn't like them. “It's done!” He said, as he stirred the mashed potatoes together. That made me snap out of my reverie.

He walked back to me and gripped my waist. “Why do you have soldiers?” I asked. He opened his mouth and a new sizzling sound caught his attention. He turned back to the pot and darted away. Lifting the lid, he scooped out the patties and made our plates. He left all the fixings on the side for me to choose and I loved that. He grabbed two handfuls of potato bites then turned to me. “Is this enough or do you want another?” “If you feed me anymore of that I’ll turn into a potato,” I laughed.

Without thinking, I took the potato left in the basket and threw it in his face. He groaned angrily, not caring where the potato hit him. “You crazy and ugly -” He stops as I squat, picking up another potato on the ground. “That makes us two!” I screamed at him, lifting my hand and aiming to throw another potato at him. When I saw him advance to me, I released the potato in my hand but targeted his beautiful car. He halted like his heart stopped beating as he heard the thud of the wasted vegetable on the hood, creating a not-so-visible dent but enough for him to panic.

Oh Aria how much youd be going insane right now over this handsome man. "How does potato soup sound to you?" Loren says turning towards me, a smirk appearing on his face, as he caught me staring at me agian. "Potato soup sounds wonderful." I squeak looking down quickly.I havent had potato soup since I was a child. My mom used to make it for me all the time, it was one of my favorite things to eat. "Okay potato soup it is, ill make enough for all of us. Wonder where the two dimwhits are." Loren says grabbing milk, heavy cream, butter, carrots and celery out of the fridge setting it down on the counter.

But the death toll increased even more. On the other hand, the crops finally yielded fruits after the intense shifts that David imposed on his minions. Pomerice is a fruit similar to pomegranates harvested from vines hanging to the ceiling of caves, but instead of having seeds in the center, there were capsules of red rice. After boiling them with purified water extracted from the swamp, they get a dish similar to rice. Acid potatoes, on the other hand, were very similar to the tuber that gave it its name, but thick resin cover its roots, it needs to be boiled to remove it, then boiled again to cook them.

To make it easier for him to be eating it every morning, he has a farm of the potatoes. “Wow” Was what I said still surprised. “Do you want to see it?” Cindy ask. “You want to show me?” “Ofcourse. I want you to see one of the best part of the Mont Givana. Master Valen doesn't play with that farm of his” She ended with a light chuckle making me to look at her weirdly. I sure cannot wait to see that farm. We sauntered out of the house and walked small miles towards the right path. “Apart from potatoes, we have other vegetables. Like cabbage, lettuce, bell peppers and so on” Cindy explained as we made our way to the farm.

The ocean sparkled outside. Sunlight warmed the floor. God. Everything calm. Fair. Meanwhile Lily sat nearby drawing. Reasonable honestly. Or attempting to. Most of her attention remained fixed on Peanut. God. Naturally. Fair. Then it happened. Reasonable. Lily leaned closer to show one of her drawings. God. A masterpiece. Fair. Apparently a dolphin. Reasonable. Though it looked suspiciously like a potato. God. Then Peanut saw her. Fair. Immediately. Reasonable. Tiny eyes locked onto Lily.