Mayan Gold potato flowers,
preparing to burst upon my backyard scene
Every year, and at about this time, the little flower heads on my modest backyard crop of potatoes slowly open to the world. It’s a sight that never fails to delight, with different varieties putting forth delicate blossoms of blue or purple or pink or white.
In France and in French cuisine, Parmentier is code for potatoes.
Find a dish adorned with that name and it’s bound to feature potatoes as its main ingredient. Antoine Augustin Parmentier, after whom such dishes are named, is somewhat of a hero when it comes to the potato in France. He was the man who, back in the late 18th century, was chiefly responsible for popularising the consumption of potatoes in that country. These days in Paris you’ll find an avenue and a metro stop which also bear his name. What’s more, if you’re a potato head like me, you’ll skip the Eiffel Tower and pay them a visit instead.
Avenue Parmentier, 11th Arrondissement, Paris
My vegetable basket runneth over.
...and that's just the stuff you can see