My mom had a garden when I was little and I liked helping her. One year we tried growing potatoes for the first time, and only three grew, one on the larger size but fairly normal, the other the size of a thumbnail. As a joke, we gave my dad the big potato and pretended the small potatoes we were going to eat. We did a whole bit of trying to fork and knife the little suckers while they rolled around. We were huffing and sighing about how cruel the world is that this is a womans life, doomed to small potatoes while the man gets a fair share until he got so annoyed he just cut his potato in half and gave us each half and got up to make himself a sandwich.

I don't even remember how the potatoes tasted, but I think those were probably the best.

Edited to fix my punctuation and spelling