Skin

Lately when I have been eating potatoes, I notice that even though I love them, I am still picky. It has been a while since I had mashed potatoes that I made and have mainly had them in the dining hall or at restaurants. The dining hall potatoes, to me, are bland and sometimes almost sour tasting. I confess I still eat them sometimes just to get a potato fix. One thing I dislike is when the skin is left on potatoes, which the dining hall always does. Whether they are mashed or just cut into chunks, they always have skin. Restaurants also leave the skin on sometimes and I am really not a fan. I usually end up peeling all the skin off with my fork or pushing it to the side. I say I looove potatoes, and I do, but I'm finding that I really don't love everything about them. For dinner at my aunt's house last week, we had mini potatoes that were boiled with the skins on. I wasn't sure how to eat them at first, so paid attention to what others were doing. My cousin cut hers into smaller bites and ate it as it was. My aunt kind of mashed hers and the skin kind of fell off and mixed in. I followed her way and then realized at the end of the meal I had mashed the potatoes and then picked through to remove the skins and there was a pile of them on my plate. I think that in a way, I'm so used to being picky that I don't even realize when I
separate my food into piles.